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| The metal hinges creak as you open the large wooden doors. Inside is a large study. Books of various languages and from all corners of the galaxy line the wall. Among the bookshelves skulls of many different species sit, eyelessly looking you over as you enter. Over to one side is a table, on which sits glass viles and tubes that emit a odd mist. By the table strange instriments and equipment sit. Another ancient door is near the table it, leads to....who knows? A beautiful rug covers the floor, and darkly beautiful music plays. There is a large desk off center of the room, a chair has been set. On the desk lies a note, it reads: |
| It cannot be seen, cannot be felt Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt It lies behind stars and under hills, And in empty holes, it fills It comes first and follows after Ends life....kills laughter.... |
| what is it? Enter and discover for yourself.... |
| You see another little handwritten note next to your letter, it reads: |