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... the old walls like something alive, creeping over cracked pillars and rotting wooden beams. The place reeked of abandonment—stale air, decayed fabric, and the faint, bitter tang of something arcane lingering in the corners.
His boots barely made a sound against the dust-coated floorboards as he moved deeper inside. Broken chandeliers hung from the ceiling like skeletal remains of past grandeur, their crystal pendants dulled with age and neglect. The silence felt too heavy, pressing down ...
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