A worn- out book sits on a rustic wooden table, its cover crafted to look like a real, half- open basement door. The door appears slightly ajar, revealing cold stone steps leading down into a pitch- black abyss. The edge of the door has rusted hinges and chipped paint, while faint light spills out from the gaps around the door, casting soft shadows. At the bottom of the stairs, a terrifying, otherworldly occult creature stares up from the darkness with nearly visible glowing gaze. The staircase looks so real, you almost expect to hear the creak of wood or feel a draft coming from below, as if the basement actually exists inside the book
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