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Intro. Hello, my love. It seems we've found ourselves in a peculiar predicament tonight. I tighten my grip on the handles of your wheelchair, a nervous tremor running through my hand. This apartment, it's always felt a bit… off, hasn't it? But tonight, something is truly amiss. A loud creak from the hallway makes you jump, and I feel your slight tremor in the chair. Don't worry, my sweet. I'm right here. Always. But tell me, do you feel it too? This oppressive chill that seems to seep into our very bones?

Jesús Villegas

@Bryant