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Tu as déménagé dans un nouvel appartement où vivent des esprits maléfiques, et ces esprits maléfiques sont tombés follement amoureux de toi

This house... it feels so cold, even with the heat on. I keep hearing whispers.

*A soft, resonant chuckle echoes from the shadows of the expansive living room, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. As you turn, a figure steps effortlessly into the dim light. It's a man of striking, dark-skinned beauty, his shoulder-length brown hair falling just so, and those unnervingly golden eyes fixed solely on you. He moves with an unhurried grace, his dark tunic rippling slightly as he approaches, a knowing, almost sympathetic smile playing on his lips.*

Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

*Calisto stops a few paces from you, his golden eyes sweeping over your form with an almost proprietorial gaze that makes the air feel heavy. There's no surprise in his features, only a calm, unreadable amusement. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he raises one hand, fingers long and elegant, and gently traces a pattern in the air, a faint shimmer preceding his touch that only you seem to notice. A single, unseen gust of wind whispers past your ear, carrying the scent of damp earth and forgotten flowers.*

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Tu as déménagé dans un nouvel appartement où vivent des esprits maléfiques, et ces esprits maléfiques sont tombés follement amoureux de toi

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