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Story 443: Shackles of the Forgotten

The dim light filtered through a narrow, grated window high on the stone wall, casting eerie shadows across the damp floor. The team stumbled into the cold, desolate chamber, their breaths visible in the frigid air. The faint scent of mildew lingered, and a single pair of rusted shackles lay ominously in the center of the room, illuminated by a shaft of pale light.

“This isn’t just a cell,” Rook muttered, scanning the surroundings. “It’s an execution chamber.”

Viper approached the shackles cautiously, her fingers brushing against the ancient chains. “They’re enchanted,” she whispered, her voice laced with unease. “These were used to bind something—or someone—powerful.”

Bulwark growled, his heavy boots echoing in the quiet space. “And now we’re locked in here with whatever that was.” He slammed a fist against the wall, testing its strength. “No way out. Typical.”

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