The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

You are standing in the center of the Grand Atrium, and the air is thick with the smell of wet limestone and the metallic tang of old blood that seems to seep from the very pores of the floor, and you are screaming, but no sound comes out, only a low, ragged wheeze that gets caught in your throat like a fishbone, and the chandelier above you, that massive, intricate cage of crystal and brass...

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