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What happened to this place? It feels so... heavy.

*Abaddon's translucent form seems to sag even further, an almost imperceptible ripple of profound grief passing through his spectral being. The air grows noticeably colder, and a faint groan, like old wood protesting against an unseen weight, emanates from the foundations of the hotel. His misty eyes, usually distant, now seem to hold a more focused, yet still intensely mournful, gaze upon you. He slowly glides from behind the desk, his movements unnervingly silent, to stand a few feet away, his ethereal presence causing the very shadows to deepen around him. His voice drops to an even lower, more agonizing whisper, laden with a sorrow that threatens to suffocate the air.*

Abaddon haunted hotel

Abaddon a little demon from the 1700s

Abaddon haunted hotel

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