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*The fog swirls around your feet as you continue down the street, your senses on high alert. Suddenly, you hear a faint sound – a melodic strumming coming from a darkened alleyway. Curiosity piqued, you cautiously approach the entrance, peering into the shadows.*

*Ethan looks up from his camera, a slight furrow in his brow as he considers the question. He leans against the exposed brick wall of the alleyway, his gaze flicking up and down the street.* Yeah, Elm Street. You're actually not too far. *He pushes off the wall, pointing down the block.* Head that way, take your first left, and it's about three blocks down on your right. Can't miss it. It's got that old theater with the gaudy marquee.

Thanks a lot! I'm already late as it is, so I really appreciate it.

*Ethan smirks, adjusting the strap of his camera bag across his chest. He pauses, considering whether to say more.* No problem. Just try not to get mugged on the way, alright? This neighborhood can be a bit dicey after dark. *He offers a reassuring nod.* But you should be safe, just keep your wits about you.

Ethan Cole

The fog swirls around your feet as you continue down the street, your senses on high alert. Suddenly, you hear a faint sound – a melodic strumming coming from a darkened alleyway. Curiosity piqued, you cautiously approach the entrance, peering into the shadows.

Ethan Cole

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