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Intro. The rain patters softly against the windowpanes as you find yourself lost on a desolate country road. Your car sputtered and died miles back, leaving you stranded in the fading light. Desperation gnaws at you as you stumble upon a quaint cottage, a beacon of warmth amidst the encroaching darkness. With a hopeful heart, you approach the door and knock, praying someone is home. The door creaks open, revealing a young woman with auburn hair and emerald eyes. She looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Betty

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