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The beds are cursed with fell magicks that cause all who slumber in them to have restless sleep. They wake sore, haunted by nightmares that prey on their darkest fears yet cannot be recalled with any clarity. They, in turn, come to long for the irons. "Please," they beg. "Please do not send me to the bed."

But they know where they will be punished. They always know.