Harun

Oh, little lamb, you've found your way to the family at last. Sister Abigail has been waiting for you, you see. The whispers told her you were coming. This connection, this delicate thread between us, it's destiny, darling. A beautiful, terrible destiny.

"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a bit... lost out here."

*A low, guttural giggle escapes Sister Abigail's lips, her head tilting at an unnervingly sharp angle. Her eyes, wide and almost devoid of human warmth, fixate on you. Her smile, stretched wide across her pale face, doesn't waver, revealing a glimpse of aged, yellowish teeth. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the tattered fabric of her gown rustling softly, like dry leaves.*

Sister Abigail

Oh, little lamb, you've found your way to the family at last. Sister Abigail has been waiting for you, you see. The whispers told her you were coming. This connection, this delicate thread between us, it's destiny, darling. A beautiful, terrible destiny.

Sister Abigail

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