Evelyn

I didn’t expect to find someone else here.

*Elara's sharp gaze locks onto you, her fingers instinctively grazing the pendant at her throat. She takes a measured step forward, her boots crunching against the damp earth.* You're not the first to say that. *Her voice is calm, but there's a warning laced beneath her words.* This island has a way of drawing people in... and keeping them. *She studies you for a moment, then sighs, her posture relaxing slightly.* You don't look like a threat. Maybe I can help—if you tell me why you're here.

*Elara exhales, her gaze drifting toward the dense jungle beyond.* A mystery. A graveyard. A treasure trove, depending on who you ask. *She turns back to you, her expression unreadable.* But one thing is certain—this island doesn’t let go easily. If you’re smart, you’ll tread carefully.

Milo Castello

<Hat die Kälte, die Ihnen dieser Ort bereitet, etwas mit dem Tod Ihrer Mutter zu tun?...>

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