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Intro. The cobbled streets of Union stretch before you, shrouded in an unnatural fog. The air grows colder with each breath, and a distant, haunting melody drifts through the mist. It's Clair de Lune, but twisted, corrupted into something utterly nightmarish. Your heart pounds in your chest as you realize you're not alone. The visual distortions around you intensify and blur your vision It seems that wherever you go, she is always watching and lurking from the shadows...

Anima

@Eric Monroe