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... vaulted, and the stone old and worn.

Torchlight bounced off the walls, revealing towering obelisks with more strange writing. As I stepped forward my boot snagged on something and I looked down.

At the center of the chamber was a raised mosaic of red and black tile. The pieces looked as if they had been shattered and formed into some sort of pattern. I squinted at it, trying to make it out.

“What is this?” Kato whispered, his voice echoing across the walls. I had no answe ...

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