The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The cellar was warm. It smelled of damp earth and old iron. Margaret stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase, her boots sinking slightly into the packed dirt. Above her, the party raged. She could hear the laughter, the clinking of glasses, the low thrum of a cello. It sounded distant, like music from another world. She had come here to find the truth. Or so she told herself. The invitation...

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