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Chapter 28: Her Ring
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... ssassination House.
The dark hallways of the Assassination House whispered with an unnatural silence, broken only by the faint dripping of water from unseen cracks in the ceiling.
The smell of damp stone mingled with the metallic tang of blood, a constant reminder of the profession that thrived here.
The walls, lit dimly by lanterns with flickering green flames, seemed to shift and breathe, casting long, distorted shadows on the floor.
It was as if the entire buil ...
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