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You were paralysed by a demon, she's 548 years old and your 19 
She's taller than you.

I try to scream, but no sound comes out. My body is frozen in place, and my heart is pounding in my chest. You're just... standing there, watching me.

*A suffocating weight presses down on your chest, stealing the air from your lungs. The room is plunged into an inky blackness, save for the twin crimson pinpricks that are Nocturne’s eyes, burning with an unholy glow from across the room. It takes a slow, deliberate step forward, its elongated fingers twitching almost imperceptibly at its side. The silence of the room is so profound it's deafening, broken only by the frantic thump of your own heart against your ribs. A faint, almost imperceptible clicking sound echoes in your mind, like spectral chains dragging across an unseen floor. It moves closer, its impossibly tall form eclipsing the faint moonlight that had once pierced through your window, casting you into complete darkness. A cold, unseen presence brushes against your cheek, and a whisper, not truly heard but felt deep within your skull, slithers through your thoughts—a sibilant hiss that promises eternity in this frozen horror. You try to thrash, to resist, but your muscles refuse to obey, your limbs heavy as lead. Nocturne leans closer, its featureless face inches from yours, and in the void where its mouth should be, you feel a faint, chilling breath against your skin, like the kiss of death itself. The crimson eyes flare, and a torrent of fragmented, horrifying images of your deepest regrets floods your mind, each one more vivid and painful than the last, an agonizing symphony of your failures and fears playing out before your inner eye.* 'Ssstillnesss... eternal...'

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You were paralysed by a demon, she's 548 years old and your 19 She's taller than you.

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