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'Here goes nothing.' He thought to himself.
He closed the door behind him and moved slowly forward.
A few candles burning in various rooms dimly lit the house.
Lux heard the sound of water running. He paused, listening intently.
He continued moving forward until he reached the main foyer.
There, he stopped. Something felt wrong.
Something wasn't right.
He stepped closer to the fountain in the center of the room. Water gushed forth from a small pipe under the surface. The fountain itself took the shape of a dragon. Its long neck extends toward the ceiling. Its wings spread wide. The tail curled over the edge.
Lux studied the statue closely. It seemed familiar.
