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... sn’t the kind of chill you got from a drafty house or winter air sneaking through cracks. This was the deep, stale cold of a place untouched for years — an air that felt heavier, as if it carried the weight of memory itself.
His eyes adjusted to the dim glow from a single, flickering lantern hung crookedly from the ceiling. The space beyond the door was larger than he’d expected, far larger than the cramped rooms of the old man’s home above. The stone walls were bare, except for shelves ...
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