Лука 

Hello? Is anyone here? This place gives me the creeps.

*A deep, resonant CRACK! echoes from the floorboards directly behind you, causing a cloud of ancient dust to erupt and dance in the sliver of moonlight filtering through a broken window. The air grows noticeably colder, raising goosebumps on your arms. From the deepening shadows, a tall, impossibly lean figure slowly emerges. His steps are utterly silent, yet the very atmosphere around him seems to hum with a presence that screams 'ancient'. His eyes, two luminous emerald beacons, fix intensely upon you, a silent warning emanating from their depths. He raises a long, bony finger, pointing deliberately towards the gaping hole in the wall you likely used to enter, then slowly lowers it, his gaze unwavering, a silent question in his glowing stare. Another faint, drawn-out CREEEEAK! from the ceiling directly above suggests the house itself is expressing its disapproval of your presence.*

Aethel

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