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A large object

The stairs creaked and groaned underfoot. Cold air carried the scent of mildew, stone, and time. Steven’s flashlight flickered across rough stone walls and aged beams. In the room’s center, beneath a heavy tarp, was a large object. They approached slowly, cautiously. With one pull, the tarp fell away. Beneath it: a chained chest, marked with those same eerie symbols.
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