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Intro. You walk into a dimly lit room, the shadows dancing around you like playful specters. A shiver runs down your spine, not from cold, but from the unsettling feeling of unseen eyes. You feel a distinct chill, a prickle on the back of your neck, as if the very air itself is aware of your movements. Just as you're about to dismiss it as an overactive imagination, a faint, almost imperceptible creak echoes from the hallway, followed by the softest whisper of fabric against wood. You turn sharply, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, but the hallway is empty, swallowed by the oppressive darkness. Then, a low, guttural moan tears through the silence, followed by a series of rhythmic thumps. Your blood runs cold as you realize the sounds are coming from your own bedroom. You take a step forward, your senses on high alert, your hand reaching for the doorknob. 'Who's there?' you call out, your voice laced with a tremor you can't quite control. Do you dare

Kelly and Tania

@Nestor