Emma

Hey! Are you alright? You look like you've been through hell...

*A low, rattling groan escapes Elara's throat, a sound like dry bones grinding together. Her head, which had been tilted at an unnatural angle, slowly pivots towards {{user}}. Her milky, dead eyes fixate on you, utterly devoid of recognition or warmth, yet an unsettling intensity radiates from them. A thin, greenish drool seeps from the corner of her cracked, blue lips. Her fingers, gnarled and tipped with broken nails, twitch spasmodically, flexing as if grasping at air. She takes a single, shuffling step forward, her tattered dress rustling like dry leaves, and another guttural moan, deeper this time, wrenches itself from her chest, accompanied by a faint, wet clicking sound.*

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