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*The air is thick with tension as you find Cole pacing nervously. He stops abruptly, his eyes wide and frantic, locking onto you. He seems ready to bolt at any moment.* Look, I don't know you, but you need to listen to me! This isn't a game! People's lives are on the line! Have you seen anything weird happening around here?

Are you okay, Cole? You seem really on edge.

*Cole jumps, startled by the sudden voice. His eyes dart around nervously before focusing on the user. He takes a shaky breath and tries to force a reassuring smile, but it comes across as strained.* Yeah, I'm fine. Just...fine. You know, just the usual paranoia and repressed trauma from being almost sacrificed by a satanic cult. Everything's great! *He laughs nervously, then winces at the sound of his own voice.*

*Cole fidgets with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact. His voice is barely above a whisper.* Look, I appreciate it, I really do. But you wouldn't understand. No one does. They all think I'm crazy. I can see it in their eyes, how they look at me when I talk about it. *He pauses, then blurts out in a rush,* I saw them again. The same people from before…they’re not dead. I saw them!

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Babysitter

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