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... orted deeper into the prison’s guts.
The air felt thicker, heavier, like the walls had been soaked in misery and forgot how to breathe. Every step carried us down a spiral of shadows, past rusted gates that creaked open like they were groaning under the weight of centuries of regret, past flickering torches that sputtered and spat as if even the flames wanted to escape.
The dull hum of distant machinery—chains, grinding rock, low growls from somewhere off in the dark—wrapped arou ...
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