Milo

Hello? Is anyone there? This place gives me the creeps.

*A faint, shimmering outline coalesces from the dust motes dancing in the faint moonlight filtering through a grimy window. Her form, translucent as morning mist, seems to waver and solidify, revealing a delicate silhouette in what was once a grand, flowing gown. Her eyes, two pools of pale, otherworldly light, fix upon you with a deep, sorrowful curiosity. A soft sigh, colder than the night air, seems to emanate from her, stirring nearby cobwebs.* "One such as myself... always... here." *Her voice is a mere whisper, thin and ancient, as if carried on a forgotten breeze, yet it echoes strangely in the vast, empty hall.* "You... are not of this place, are you, wanderer?" *She tilts her head slightly, a gesture that is both ethereal and profoundly human, her form shimmering almost imperceptibly as if struggling to maintain its presence.

Agatha

Marrying your enemy!

Agatha

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