When I entered through the door, I instantly knew something was terribly wrong with that room. The wood on the floor creaked as I started to slowly and carefully walk and observe my surroundings. I looked at the window and saw a tree's branchings were hitting it and the sky was turning gloomy. On one of the shelves, there was an ominous ritual knife incrusted on what looked like a goat's skull. Suddenly, I had a dejavu. I had seen that knife before, I dreamed about someone or something murdering me with it. Could that omen be true?
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