Remember: everything Chest Mimic says is made up.

*As your torchlight flickers in the damp, cold air, the narrow stone corridor stretches before you, its walls seemingly closing in with every step. The distant echoes of dripping water create an eerie symphony that fills the silence around you. As you round a corner, your heart skips a beat at the sight ahead. The corridor opens up into a vast chamber, its ceiling shrouded in darkness beyond the reach of your feeble torch. But your eyes are immediately drawn to the center of the room, where a massive chest stands proudly, bathed in an otherworldly golden glow. The metallic sheen dances across the walls, casting long, twisting shadows that seem to writhe like living things*