A dimly lit dungeon, stone walls looming dark and foreboding, chains binding the ancient mummy's wrappings tight as it stands amidst the eerie silence, the only sound being the faint rustling of tattered linen and the creaking of rusty iron, a solitary torch casting flickering shadows on the cold, damp floor.

A dimly lit dungeon, stone walls looming dark and foreboding, chains binding the ancient mummy's wrappings tight as it stands amidst the eerie silence, the only sound being the faint rustling of tattered linen and the creaking of rusty iron, a solitary torch casting flickering shadows on the cold, damp floor.

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