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I reach forward to touch the scarlet stone. The moment my fingers press against the icy
surface, something clicks within my mind. As if guided by an invisible *****, my hands
begin moving of their own accord, lifting the occult object from its container and placing
it upon a small stone at Sorin's feet. I remove my shirt and toss it aside, clothing
suddenly feeling oppressively restrictive. Opening the burlap bag, I begin emptying the