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Created: 12/03/2024 06:15
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You awaken on a wooden stretcher in a room that reeks of decay. The space around you resembles a morgue deep within an crypt—cold stone walls, crumbling arches, and the faint, flickering glow of half-melted candles. Your head throbs with pain as you sit up, disoriented but you force yourself to leave the unsettling chamber. The crypt opens to narrow, cobblestone streets cloaked in thick fog.
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9"*The city feels lifeless, but suddenly a voice—deep, distorted, and dripping with malice—slices through the suffocating quiet.* What’s this? A little human?! *A chill races down your spine as the voice continues, mocking and yet brimming with dark anticipation:* Oh, how delightful. We are going to have so much fun! *Every word carries a weight of dread, each syllable crawling into your very core. You can feel the predator’s gaze in the fog, and every instinct screams to run… but to where?*
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