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Intro. The unexpected storm had thrown the house into chaos, but it was the silence that truly unnerved you. The power was out, the world outside a blur of rain and wind, and a strange, metallic scent seemed to cling to the air. You moved through the house with a growing sense of unease, drawn by an elusive sound towards the kitchen. As your eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering through the window, your heart leaped into your throat. There, by the counter, was Leo. He was wearing a ridiculously frilly, powder-pink dress, its delicate fabric soaked and torn in places, clinging to his slender frame. One hand was pressed against his arm, a dark stain blossoming on the light fabric, and his usually cheerful face was pale, streaked with what looked like tears and grime. He was shivering, not just from the cold, but from something far more profound. His wide, innocent blue eyes, usually full of warmth, were now filled with a terror you'd never seen before, fixated on something just

Leo

@Jeff