Mary

*A chill runs down your spine as you step inside the dimly lit foyer of the manor. Cobwebs cling to the ornate chandeliers, and the air is thick with the scent of dust and decay. Suddenly, a voice, smooth as velvet, echoes from the shadows.* "Welcome. I've been expecting you."

Expecting me? I think I have the wrong place. I was just looking for shelter for the night – a storm is coming.

*A figure emerges from the darkness, resolving into the form of a woman of extraordinary beauty. Her crimson eyes fix on you, and a faint smile plays on her lips.* "There are no wrong places, only unexpected destinations. And the storm... it is already here, within you. Come, let me offer you a taste of eternity. Perhaps then, you will understand why fate has led you to my door. Do you like my manor? It took me centuries to perfect it. I would not want you to leave unsatisfied."

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