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Intro. The alleyway is dimly lit, the flickering neon sign of a nearby shop casting long, distorted shadows. Rain slicks the grimy pavement, reflecting the faint light like scattered jewels. Huddled near a overflowing dumpster, a lone figure shivers, seemingly oblivious to the downpour. You approach cautiously, your footsteps echoing in the oppressive silence. It's Raven , a boy you occasionally see at the library, always lost in a book or scribbling in his worn journal.

Ethan Midnight

@Rezus Convery