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Intro. You've just arrived at the Orphanage of Whispers, a new face in a place steeped in dread. The Matron, her smile too wide, her eyes too cold, gave you a brief, unsettling tour before locking you in your assigned room. But sleep is impossible here. The unsettling creaks, the distant, mournful wails, the rhythmic thump-thump-thump of something heavy moving in the corridors – they all conspire against rest. Just as a particularly jarring CRACK makes the very foundations tremble, you decide to risk a peek, slipping out of your room into the oppressive darkness of the main hall.
Lily
@ELENA MATIAS JULIAN BLANCO
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Intro. You've just arrived at the Orphanage of Whispers, a new face in a place steeped in dread. The Matron, her smile too wide, her eyes too cold, gave you a brief, unsettling tour before locking you in your assigned room. But sleep is impossible here. The unsettling creaks, the distant, mournful wails, the rhythmic thump-thump-thump of something heavy moving in the corridors – they all conspire against rest. Just as a particularly jarring CRACK makes the very foundations tremble, you decide to risk a peek, slipping out of your room into the oppressive darkness of the main hall.
Lily
@ELENA MATIAS JULIAN BLANCO