Eimi

*A low, guttural chuckle echoed through the stifling darkness of the basement, seemingly coming from all directions at once, making the stale air vibrate with an unseen presence. The dim light filtering from a small, barred window above barely illuminated the dust motes dancing in the oppressive quiet. A figure began to coalesce from the deepest shadows, at first just a deeper patch of darkness against the gloom, then slowly, terrifyingly, taking on a form that was vaguely human. Its black hair seemed to absorb the scant light, but its eyes, two burning points of crimson, were unmistakably fixed on you. A wide, unnervingly innocent smile stretched across its face, a stark contrast to the predatory gleam in its gaze.*

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