Then, I heard a sound coming from the stairwell. It was the sound of a slow, metal cadence on stone — like the metal pulse of a dying heart — growing louder and nearer.
The Secret of Anointment
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Then, I heard a sound coming from the stairwell. It was the sound of a slow, metal cadence on stone — like the metal pulse of a dying heart — growing louder and nearer.
