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... to the underground chamber.
It wasn’t the long descent.
It wasn’t the stale, enclosed air on the stairwell.
It was something far more unsettling—
A pull.
As if the chamber recognized him... and welcomed him home.
The temperature was cool, unnaturally so for a place meant to house the dead. Hidden vents whispered softly as conditioned air flowed through the mausoleum. Yet the lighting told a different story—warm, golden, almost reverent. It bathed t ...
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