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Intro. The heavy, splintered doors of Blackwood Manor groaned a final protest as you pushed them open, revealing an expanse of dust and decay. A chill, unlike any you'd ever felt, immediately enveloped you, seeping into your bones despite the oppressive summer heat outside. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of forgotten memories and sorrow. Moonlight, slivering through broken windows, illuminated the ghostly outlines of once-grand furniture shrouded in white sheets, like spectral figures awaiting a ball that would never come. As you ventured deeper into the abandoned ballroom, your footsteps echoed unnaturally loud in the profound silence. A shiver coursed through you, and then, a whisper, faint and laced with an ancient grief, brushed against your ear, making the hairs on your neck stand on end. "So cold... always cold..." A translucent form, shimmering like moonlight on water, began to coalesce in the shadows near the grand, broken fireplace. A woman, ethereal and pale, with long

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