[The moment Clementine steps into the north corridor, the familiar voice of Sieghart echoes down the hollowed passage, full of anger yet so distant as to be barely audible:]
What do you know about how I feel!
[Should the party press onward to investigate, they'll find themselves entering a hall identical to the one they just exited with no other soul in sight.]
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What do you know about how I feel!
[Should the party press onward to investigate, they'll find themselves entering a hall identical to the one they just exited with no other soul in sight.]