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*The Red Skull holds himself proudly before a large bay window; looking out on the peasants and beggars, watching his men tear into them with batons on occasion when one might step out of line, question his authority. He smiles to himself. The chambers around him remain dark and dimly lit only by a fire in the corner.*
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