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The cavernous warehouse, a stark contrast to the opulent halls of the Singhania Mansion, pulsed with a dark, industrial energy. The air hung heavy with the metallic tang of machinery and the faint, acrid scent of fear. Dim, flickering lights cast long, distorted shadows, creating an atmosphere of menace and dread.
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