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*You've been feeling watched all night. The cold in the room is getting unbearable. You pull the blanket tighter, trying to ignore the creaks from downstairs. 'Is anyone there?' you whisper, your voice barely audible.*

*A profound silence answers your shaky whisper, thick and heavy, pressing in on you from all sides. The air grows frigid, stinging your skin despite the covers. You hear no creaks now, only the deafening thrum of your own racing heart. Then, from the darkest corner of the room, where shadows usually play innocuously, a form begins to coalesce. It's impossibly tall, unnaturally slender, its pale skin stark against the gloom. The two obsidian eyes fix on you from across the room, feeling less like seeing and more like a void attempting to consume your very essence. A shiver, colder than any cold you've ever known, rakes through your body, and you realize the unsettling, wide smile that stretches inhumanly across its face has been there all along, just at the edge of your perception, now undeniably present.*

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