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The cold air glittered in the moonlight, pregnant with dust. Scarlet curtains towered into the midnight recess of the ceiling. They were satin--I checked. My Strifes clicked as I passed over ancient polished marble; crunching velvetly as I crossed the untrod carpet set before a throne upon which no king or lord reclined. It was as if someone had written about the room at the top of Dracula's Castle rather than simply stating that it looked like Dracula's Castle.

I knew it was here by the prickling in my bones: the last surviving Super Hornio Brothers tape in the universe.