The old door was appeared to be extraordanliy rusty, but upon closer inspection it was just super old, dirty wood. the doorknob was hanging down, barely connected to the door from old age. It seems nobody used this door in a very very long time. Poking the door suspiciously, you flinch to see the door crumble into dust. Coughing a bit, you see the interior of the room.

The room is small, barely enough to be called a room, it might be more fitting to call this a storage closet. Most of he room was filled with an altar that sat next to an empty doorway.

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As you walk up to the alter the plaque reads:

Slot a Warp Crystal into the Warp Alter to leave.

As you have nothing that appears to be a crystal on you you continue searching the room. In the corner you see there is larger satchel than your's, looking inside there is only a book and a pouch filled with various sized coins. All of the food supplies would have gone rotten ages ago. You clean the contents out of the bag and replace yours, in case you need more space.

Book in hand the spine reads: Belongs to Alexander Lukas.

Well it belongs to you now.

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