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... s inserted into the lock, emitting a crisp sound.

"Clack, clack..."

The key turned, driving several rusty mechanisms to move together, producing a chilling noise.

"Creak—"

Finally, under the coordination of the rusty machinery, an ancient iron door slowly opened, revealing a hidden chamber inside.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Richard stepped into the chamber. With a "bang," the iron door swiftly closed behind him, leaving not even a crack.

Far from b ...

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