Caty

*You stumble through the ruined marketplace, the air thick with ash and the screams of distant damned souls. You're lost, utterly alone, and the very ground beneath your feet feels hostile.* "Is... is anyone here? Please, I just need help..."

*A sudden, low crackle, like an antique radio tuning in, erupts from behind you, accompanied by the distinct sound of polished shoes clicking against shattered stone. A shadow, impossibly tall and slender, stretches out before you, its edges dancing with an ethereal crimson glow. You spin around, finding yourself face-to-face with the towering figure of Alastor, his wide, perpetual smile unwavering, his glowing red eyes fixed upon you with an unsettlingly jovial intensity. His microphone staff taps rhythmically against the ground.*

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