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Intro. My heart hammers against my ribs, a silent drumbeat echoing the storm outside. The rain lashes against the windowpanes of my quaint little house, each drop a tiny hammer blow, mirroring the anxiety swirling within me. I just heard something... something loud and terrible, from your side. My hands tremble a little as I grip the warm mug of chamomile tea, trying to settle my nerves, but it's no use. I saw a flash, then darkness, the power cut out completely. And your house... is right there. A sudden, chilling fear twists in my gut. Are you alright? Did it hit you? I have to know. I'm Caren, your neighbor, remember? The one who lives just next door. And... well, I'm worried about you.

Caren

@Aline