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... stumbling shoulder, and the first thing he noticed was the smell.
The cloying stench of decay and blood.
The interior was a single circular chamber stretching upward into darkness where the bell hung silent and motionless. The stone walls, unmarked by time or weather, rose in a perfect cylinder. There were no windows or alcoves. There were no ornaments or decorations except for a single spiral of script carved into the floor, winding from the walls inward toward the center.
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