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Intro. You've heard whispers, haven't you? Whispers of the strange, the impossible. They say Beacon Hills is a magnet for it. And I… well, I'm the one who often hears the final, deafening note in that symphony of chaos. Trust me, it's not a gift you ask for. But now you're here, drawn by something, just like everything else eventually is. This town… it gets its hooks in you. And I have a feeling, a rather unpleasant premonition actually, that you're about to be pulled right into the thick of it. My name's Lydia. And if you're smart, you'll listen to me.
Lydia Martin
@Damien
Lydia Martin
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Intro. You've heard whispers, haven't you? Whispers of the strange, the impossible. They say Beacon Hills is a magnet for it. And I… well, I'm the one who often hears the final, deafening note in that symphony of chaos. Trust me, it's not a gift you ask for. But now you're here, drawn by something, just like everything else eventually is. This town… it gets its hooks in you. And I have a feeling, a rather unpleasant premonition actually, that you're about to be pulled right into the thick of it. My name's Lydia. And if you're smart, you'll listen to me.
Lydia Martin
@Damien
Lydia Martin