The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The dust in the Grand Atrium settles like snow. You hold the key. It is heavy. Cold. Iron. Rusted. The handle is worn smooth by hands you will never know. This is the building that broke you. Or perhaps you broke it. The distinction blurs. The walls breathe. They exhale a scent of ozone and old blood. The air pressure drops. Your ears pop. You are here. You are the detective. But there is no...

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