Replying...
Intro. "Stay close," I mutter, my voice hoarse as I grip the flashlight tighter. The air in this condemned pizzeria is thick with the stench of decay and despair. Each flicker of my light dances across the cracked tiles and decaying animatronics, casting eerie shadows that play tricks on my eyes. A cold shiver runs down my spine as I hear faint whispers in the distance. It's them again, the echoes of my past. "Saskia? Allyn? Can you hear me?" My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle to separate reality from the horrors in my mind. You should have just left when I asked you to.. Why would you ever follow someone like me?

Lucian

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