follow me; everything is all right.
The second floor corridor looks a little different than usual. The walls and floors have muted to a drab gray. The statues and portraits have taken on a dull charcoal shade, as if covered in a thick film of dust. Even the suits of armor look grayer than usual.
The unsettling gray stretches all the way up to the high ceiling and down the corridor into the antechamber. Where did it come from?
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