The Golden Ritual
You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth. It is a sharp, metallic tang that coats the back of your tongue. You do not know why you are here. The room is gray. The walls are bare concrete. There is no door. There is only a small, square window high up in the corner. Through it, you see a strip of white sky. It is too bright. It hurts your eyes. You blink. The light remains. You feel cold....
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