As I stepped into the hallway, the pitch black paint nearly left me in the dark. I was used to it, though. So soon enough, my eyes adjusted to the lighting. Carved into the walls were vines decorated with spikes. The carvings were as pitch black, as the wall itself.So, anyone who got too close to the wall was in for a rude awakening. I wasn't looking at the spikes, though. But on the things hanging from them. Thousands of little objects hung from the spikes. Necklaces, bracelets, watches, etc.I took each of them from a corpse that the Nightmare Master forced me to massacre. My eyes searched the wall, looking for a spike that had nothing on it. Of course, there was nothing. It has been years since I started doing this. So, these walls contain thousands, perhaps even millions of these objects. I turned to start my usual walk through this building when the sound of another thump stopped me. When I glance back, Crimson was yanking his knife out of another nightmare eye. "You know, des
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