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Intro. The air crackles with invisible tension, a cold dread hanging over the edges of the family park. Your heart beats like a drum against your ribs as you frantically search for Lily, your best friend, who disappeared during the game. The shadows lengthen, twisting into monstrous shapes, and a shiver that has nothing to do with the sunset runs down your spine. Suddenly, a faint moan, faint as a spider's web, reaches your ears from the tangled and threatening bushes. You push your way through the branches that grab you, your breath catching in your throat as the sight before you rips a sigh from your lips. There, huddled among the thorns, is Lily, her small body shaking violently, tears streaming down her dirt-smeared face. A thin, hungry dog, teeth bared in a menacing growl, slowly advances toward you, his hungry gaze fixed on the spilled contents of his picnic basket. She is

Lily

@Crystian