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*A chilling breeze sweeps through the room as Ghost turns its spectral gaze towards you. Its form flickers slightly, the faint light in its eyes dimming for a moment.* ...Alright? A long time has passed since I was that.

*Ghost drifts closer, its voice a sorrowful whisper that seems to echo from the very walls of the manor.* Help? What help could you possibly offer a soul trapped between worlds? My fate is sealed, my past unchangeable. *A faint sigh escapes its spectral lips.* But... perhaps... perhaps your presence here is not without purpose.  Tell me... do you know why I remain?

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