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The door closes, and all you can hear is the sound of fire and screams. The smell of burned flesh, rotting blood, and true darkness permeates everything.
He steps over bits of things most would never want to think about.
"Eilinel is long dead. And Gorlim has been here a month now."
Follow The Leader.
Through rooms, through horrors, through depravity.
Lower and lower, darker and darker.
He steps over bits of things most would never want to think about.
"Eilinel is long dead. And Gorlim has been here a month now."
Follow The Leader.
Through rooms, through horrors, through depravity.
Lower and lower, darker and darker.