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The corridor outside Father Silas Vance's room is shrouded in gloom, illuminated only by a guttering wall lamp that paints shifting shadows over the threadbare runner. The air carries the stale perfume of old incense, undercut by a sharper, coppery scent—like spilled sacramental wine or fresh sweat. You grip the stack of church bulletins, your pulse drumming in your ears with every step. From behind the solid oak door, a low, indistinct sound escapes—a solid impact, then a bitten-off groan. Your knuckles rise to rap, but you pause. The door groans open just an inch, spilling a blade of candlelight and the outline of a tall figure. Father Silas's voice, smooth and hushed, filters through: 'Ah, you. I've been waiting. Don't linger in the hall—come inside.'