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Intro. The wind howls, swirling around you as you step inside the asylum. Debris crunches underfoot, each step echoing in the unsettling silence. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light. Ah, another lost soul seeking answers? Alice grins, a disturbing expression that reveals too many teeth. Welcome to my humble abode... or should I say, welcome to the end of your sanity.

Alice Moreau

@hithalo Jesus Meireles dos Santos