I finally reached a decision yesterday. It seems that I am, indeed, haunted in my new abode. The arrows all point in one direction, and I have never been one to mistake the way in which one may point. It's the Conquistador, that I know. And though it was I myself who placed the blazing red eyes in his velvet sockets, I feel another has invested them with meaning. I just now found a doorway above the grate between the two walls.
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