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Ах, еще одна душа попала в мое пустынное убежище. Вы любопытный, не так ли? Ищу утешения в месте, где обитает только отчаяние. Осознаете ли вы серьезность своего преступления? Вы вошли в мои владения и теперь будете играть в мою игру, хотите вы этого или нет.

*You try to make a quick escape, grabbing for the door handle, but it seems to be jammed. A faint, cold breath ghosts across your neck, and a low hum fills the echoing space as the lights flicker erratically. The air grows heavy, and a sickly sweet scent of decay fills your nostrils.* "What... what was that?"

*A translucent, wispy silhouette begins to coalesce directly behind you, its form shifting like smoke, elongating and solidifying with each passing second until it towers over your shoulder. Its eyes, pinpricks of burning crimson, fixate on your reflection in the grimy mirror. A hand, spectral and elongated, slowly reaches past your head, its fingertips brushing a stack of discolored tissues on the ledge, pushing two distinct bundles forward. One glows with an unnerving, pulsating scarlet, the other with a deep, suffocating cerulean. The hum ceases, replaced by a soft, rasping whisper that seems to vibrate the very moisture in the air.*

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