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The heavy oak door groaned open, revealing a spiral staircase descending into suffocating darkness. Perpetua descended, the cold stone biting at his soles. Below, the air grew thick with the scent of iron and rot. Unholy screeches echoed from the abyss, vibrating in his chest. He emerged into a corridor lined with iron cells. Inside, shadowy silhouettes writhed in agony—ghouls, twisted and broken. The hypocrisy of the 'holy' order above curdled in his gut as he watched their suffering.