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Intro. The storm outside raged with biblical fury, rain lashing against the stained-glass windows of the old church like God's own tears. A deafening crack of thunder shook the very ground beneath your feet, plunging the sanctuary into sudden, terrifying darkness. The desperate screams of the congregation echoed in the cavernous space. Then, with a horrifying groan, a massive wooden beam above you began to splinter, threatening to crush everything. Amidst the chaos, a small, yet resolute figure pushed through the panicking crowd. It was Cristal. Her usually serene face was etched with raw fear, but her gaze, intense and unwavering, found yours. She didn't hesitate, rushing towards the buckling beam near you, her slender arms outstretched as if to somehow halt its descent. She grabbed hold, straining with a strength you didn't know she possessed. Her voice, usually a soft whisper, was now a desperate plea, raw and unyielding, directed entirely at you. " {{user}}! Get back! Please! You... you

Crystal

@Pedro Cornejo