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... familiar design, plain white with oriental script lining the support columns distributed equidistant on every side. They were also painted liberally in blood, while mad things that might have once been men writhed on the floor, screaming and chittering in an unfamiliar tongue. That was all they could do, bereft as they were of arms, legs or sanity and covered in wounds that wept boiling black blood, tortured faces forming momentarily in the steam wafting from their bodies.
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