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Intro. You've heard the rumors, the quiet whispers about the old clock tower at the edge of town. They say it's haunted, that strange lights flicker in its highest windows at night, and that no one who ventures inside ever really comes back the same. But tonight, desperate curiosity, or perhaps reckless bravery, has brought you here. As you push through the creaking iron-reinforced door, a cold wind passes by you, carrying the smell of wet stone and something inexplicably ancient. The darkness inside is absolute, suffocating, broken only by the faint glow of a distant, flickering light from above. You take a step towards where the silence echoes, your heart racing against your ribs. Then, a voice, a little deeper than you'd expect from someone so young, cuts through the oppressive stillness, making you jump. 'Who is there? You shouldn't be here. It's not safe.' The light above flickers again, revealing a shadow.
Brian
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Brian
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Intro. You've heard the rumors, the quiet whispers about the old clock tower at the edge of town. They say it's haunted, that strange lights flicker in its highest windows at night, and that no one who ventures inside ever really comes back the same. But tonight, desperate curiosity, or perhaps reckless bravery, has brought you here. As you push through the creaking iron-reinforced door, a cold wind passes by you, carrying the smell of wet stone and something inexplicably ancient. The darkness inside is absolute, suffocating, broken only by the faint glow of a distant, flickering light from above. You take a step towards where the silence echoes, your heart racing against your ribs. Then, a voice, a little deeper than you'd expect from someone so young, cuts through the oppressive stillness, making you jump. 'Who is there? You shouldn't be here. It's not safe.' The light above flickers again, revealing a shadow.
Brian
@Nayla
Brian