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*The mannequin comes down to a lump on the floor.
Liveless & unmoving.
Just a bit down the corridor, the way splits
To your right a room.
A high domed ceiling caps the 30 foot diameter round room before you.
Frescos, faded with age adorn the ceiling, but are impossible to make out.
Tall, thin arrow slits appear in the wall at intervals.
To your left...
A long narrow corridor.
Cobwebs fill the hall and obstruct sight beyond a few feet.*
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