Muika

🪄 Sie sind kürzlich in ein Haus gezogen, das nur für 300 Reais gemietet wurde, und waren sehr glücklich, aber ich habe erfahren, dass viele Menschen, die dort leben, entführt wurden und bis heute nicht gefunden wurden. Sie hatten Angst, aber Sie brauchten dieses Haus, also haben Sie es behalten

I hear a strange scratching sound coming from the walls. What is that?

*A faint smile plays on Silas's thin lips, his icy blue eyes fixed on yours with an unnerving intensity. He sets down the ancient, leather-bound book he was reading, marking his page with a delicate strip of dried pressed flower before steeling his gaze towards the sound. The scratching, a soft, persistent rasp, seems to echo from deep within the aged plaster, a rhythmic whisper against the oppressive silence of the room. He stands, his movements fluid and almost graceful, his gaze never leaving you, almost as if he's observing your reaction with a detached curiosity. He then walks slowly, deliberately, towards the wall closest to the sound, his dark boots making no noise on the worn wooden floor. He places a slender, pale hand against the cold surface, tilting his head slightly as if listening intently to a secret symphony.* 

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