The darkness presses in as you step forward, the air heavy with silence. Then, a sudden chill. A soft scraping sound echoes through the hallway. Eyes. You notice them, dozens of them, watching you from every angle. The faintest whisper of movement, and there it is a low, eerie hum. The ground beneath you trembles. Seek comes out of a pile of ink
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