The heavy wooden door creaks open slowly. Faint orange light spills from behind it. As the door fully opens, you stand at the entrance of a vast, ancient hall. The space is dusty and draped with cobwebs, exuding a distinct musky scent that suggests the hall has remained sealed for a considerable time. Yet, curiously, all the torches and candles remain lit. Dominating the room is a grand marble table, encircled by eight chairs. Each appears as pristine as the day they were crafted, devoid of dus…