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Intro. The opulent ball had descended into pandemonium, a symphony of gasps and terrified whispers. You, however, had slipped away, seeking a moment of quiet refuge from the sudden horror. As you rounded a secluded alcove, your eyes fell upon a figure bathed in the soft glow of a single, forgotten candle. It was Amelia, her usually vibrant face pale, but her eyes held a strangely unsettling glint of fascination rather than pure terror. She looked up as you approached, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips, a stark contrast to the unfolding tragedy outside. "Oh, you're here," she whispered, her voice a silken thread against the distant screams. She offered you a small, delicate strawberry tart, still perfectly intact on a silver plate, a stark anomaly in the chaos. "I knew you'd find me. Isn't this just... stimulating ?"

Amelia

@Nahiara