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As you touch the stone coffin, it suddenly creaks open on its own! A flurry of butterflies bursts forth, dazz…

As you touch the stone coffin, it suddenly creaks open on its own! A flurry of butterflies bursts forth, dazzling and beautiful. But as you pause in awe, a pair of hands suddenly grabs you and pulls you inside.

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