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Hendor continues to the last spot he was at the northeast corner. The feeling is stronger than ever, but as he goes further on, another compulsion shows itself. This one feels older, more sinister, as if it has spent ages growing more corrupt, rotting. Is it the ring? Hendor is unsure. He had heard rumors that it was becoming corrupt before it was lost, but he had never imagined them to be true. As "Night" sets in, the inky blackness becomes thicker, more tangible, yet Hendor pushes on.