HIDDEN EDGES
I scan my area the moment my eyes adjust to the light and suddenly realize I'm doomed.
There's a black wooden chair sitting in the middle of this somewhat smaller room compared to the others, dried splatters of blood decorate the walls, no form of window or ventilation and there are strange looking stones scattered across the ground. With shaky legs, I bend down and pick one of them, assessing it closely. It's hard and smooth, tiny and somewhat brown. It has a sharp edge, and the bottom is a bit rough, not as smooth as the other part of it.
What kind of stone is this and what does it mean?
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