The Golden Suspect

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The bell tolls. You hear it. It is the sound of your own end. Or so you believe. The air is thick. It smells of wet stone. And rust. And old blood. You are in the cell. The walls are high. They are dark. They are watching. You are Thomas. You are the thief. You are the sinner. You stole the Gold. The Gold is not metal. It is a mirror. It is the Eye. It sits in the Cathedral. It does not...

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