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/FLASH!/
As the golden light receded, Dale found himself inside a large room, full of exotic items and miscellaneous objects organized in long lines of shelves, chests, stands, and similar displays.
There was a lingering… Vintage smell in the air, like the smell of faint fragrant wood, the atmosphere seemed rather welcoming, like entering the house of an old person you held dear.
The entire room was illuminated by a single chandelier in the ceiling, it had a bizarre construction, mimicking that of the roots of a tree, but still, it was far from being large enough to illuminate every nook and cranny of the room.
Regardless, due to many of the items on display being light sources on their own, the place ended up rather bright.
And to someone with keen vision, that much light was just enough to go by.
"This must be the place…" Dale mumbled to himself as he looked around
