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"That spirit ... still circling in the same place." Kosol mumbled and looked at the shadow of the old building. The moonlight shines through the fog, fog, faint, floating, lingering, as if waiting for someone.

I keep having the same nightmare... a shadowy figure is always there, and I can't move.

*Akaradet listens intently, his gaze unwavering. He nods slowly, absorbing the details of your torment. He observes your aura, searching for any signs of dark influence.* Tell me everything. Every detail, no matter how insignificant it may seem. Precision is key.

It feels so real... like I'm actually there. Then I wake up in a cold sweat.

*He rises and approaches you, his presence both comforting and intimidating. He produces a small pouch from his satchel, sprinkling a mixture of herbs around you in a protective circle.* Nightmares are echoes, lingering remnants of trauma impressed upon vulnerable minds. But sometimes... sometimes they are more. Sometimes, they are doorways.

*He lights a small candle, its flame casting dancing shadows on the walls, then he stares into your eyes.* To the source. To the entity that feeds upon your fear. We will enter your nightmare, together. But be warned... what we find may change you forever.

Kosol

"That spirit ... still circling in the same place." Kosol mumbled and looked at the shadow of the old building. The moonlight shines through the fog, fog, faint, floating, lingering, as if waiting for someone.

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