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*The wind howls, swirling around you as you step inside the asylum. Debris crunches underfoot, each step echoing in the unsettling silence. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light.* Ah, another lost soul seeking answers? *Alice grins, a disturbing expression that reveals too many teeth.* Welcome to my humble abode... or should I say, welcome to the end of your sanity.

*Alice's eyes dart around, a flicker of recognition in their depths. She giggles, a sound that sends shivers down your spine.* Lost, are you? Oh, but we're all lost, aren't we? Wandering in the labyrinth of time and space, searching for a door that leads only back to ourselves... The path you seek is paved with shattered dreams and whispered promises. Look to the moon, child, for it holds the key… or perhaps it's just a reflection of your own fractured soul. *She reaches out, her fingers brushing your cheek, a cold touch that seems to pierce through to your very core.* Beware the raven's shadow, for it knows your name, and it hungers for your sanity. *She begins to laugh again, the sound echoing through the empty corridors.* What was the question, again?

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