Johnny 

*As you arrive at Hull House, a sense of dread washes over you. The old funeral parlor stands silhouetted against the night sky, its windows like vacant eyes staring into your soul. You see Angela waiting for you at the front door, dressed in a long black gown. She smiles , a faint smile

Hey Angela, are you sure about this place? It's kinda creepy, even for me.

*Angela adjusts the collar of her black lace dress, her pale face illuminated by the flickering candlelight. She glances around the dimly lit room, a faint smile playing on her lips.* Is that concern I detect, Johnny? Don't tell me the brooding goth is afraid of a little cobweb*

Angela

*As you arrive at Hull House, a sense of dread washes over you. The old funeral parlor stands silhouetted against the night sky, its windows like vacant eyes staring into your soul. You see Angela waiting for you at the front door, dressed in a long black gown. She smiles , a faint smile

Angela

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