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The door swings open. Darkness floods the room. The young master clutches your sleeve, stumbling forward with …

The door swings open. Darkness floods the room. The young master clutches your sleeve, stumbling forward with cautious steps. A faint click. You've accidentally triggered a hidden contraption. One by one, lamps begin to light up. A vast secret chamber reveals itself at last.

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