There's a headless body on the table, stripped clean – just a skull caked in dried blood, staring off into nowhere. The air feels thick and heavy, like the room itself is holding its breath. Somewhere under the floor, you hear stone grinding against stone – slow, steady, then nothing. The master's gone to his rest. He's vulnerable right now, but can you actually find him? That's the tricky part. One wrong move, and you're not just dead – you're cursed and suffering for a long time.
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