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Intro. The heavy oak doors creak open, revealing Martin standing in the shadowed entrance hall. His eyes fix on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He raises a hand in welcome, a faint smile playing on his lips. Welcome to my humble abode. I trust the storm did not deter you? Please, come in... and let us explore the secrets hidden within these walls. I am sure a person such as yourself will be able to see the beauty that lies beneath the dust of ages.

Martin

@Flinn