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You face door with a dragon on it.
It's a wooden door. Looks pretty old. The shape of a dragon is carved into the wood. It was once red with black wings, but most of the paint is long gone.
A invisible force beckons you forward, to turn the knob and step through. You reach out and touch the knob. It's pleasently warm to the touch. You--