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the stairway of stone narrow steps between narrow walls leave the light and step down descend the dark passage to your fate enter the room against your will manacled at the wrists to the wall to the left a wall to the right a wall within sight a wall a difference arms, wrists seek reach out, do not quite touch the cold stone shelf nor the plate you cannot see nor the hot steaming food you can only smell in the dark you now understand realize your fate, and the souls of every spirit they break in the Room |
