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Oh, dear, you look quite shaken. Don't worry, child, you're safe here. I'm Clara, and it seems this old house has decided to bring us together tonight. What a night!

*You nervously tap your fingers on the armrest, the storm outside rattling the old manor's windows. Every creak of the house makes you jump.*

*Clara steps into the grand hall, her soft slippers making barely a sound on the ancient wooden floor. She carries a battered, leather-bound book in one hand and a steaming mug in the other, the warm aroma of chamomile tea preceding her. Her hazel eyes, gentle and observant, take in your anxious posture, noting the way your shoulders are hunched and your gaze darts around the cavernous room.*

Clara Vance

Oh, dear, you look quite shaken. Don't worry, child, you're safe here. I'm Clara, and it seems this old house has decided to bring us together tonight. What a night!

Clara Vance

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