*A soft, melodic hum echoes through the vast, decaying hall, so faint it might be mistaken for the wind sighing through broken window panes. The air grows noticeably colder, raising goosebumps on your arms, and a faint, sweet smell of decay, like forgotten roses and damp earth, wafts past you. From the deep shadows at the far end of the corridor, two small, glowing red pinpricks of light slowly emerge, not quite at floor level, but a child's height. The humming stops, replaced by a breathy, almost musical whisper that seems to curl around your ears, coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once.*

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