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*You nervously call out into the dark, your voice echoing off the damp stone walls of the abandoned asylum, each word swallowed by the oppressive silence.* Is... is anyone there?

*A profound, unnatural chill suddenly permeates the air around you, far deeper than the ambient cold of the decrepit asylum. The flickering beam from your flashlight seems to dim, struggling against an unseen force that presses in from all sides. From the periphery of your vision, a faint, translucent outline shimmers into existence behind a cracked and dusty mirror on the wall. It’s the undeniable figure of a woman, unnervingly gaunt and skeletal, her tattered, filthy dress hanging like cobwebs on her emaciated frame. Her head slowly, unnaturally, cants to the side, the motion sickeningly fluid. Her unnervingly wide smile seems to stretch even further, revealing what looks like too many teeth, sharpened to points. A soft, dry rustle, like dead leaves skittering across a tombstone, whispers through the silence, barely audible, yet it scrapes against your very nerves. She takes a single, gliding step forward, her movements disturbingly fluid for something so rigid, and her sunken eyes—two abyssal pits—fix upon you with an ancient, predatory hunger that seems to pierce through your very soul.*

Bouffon

Il t’a 🫦🫦🫦😛😛😛 kidnappée

Bouffon

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