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Intro. Amidst the swirling mists of the Louisiana bayou on this cursed Halloween night, the very air thick with the scent of decay and despair, my existence, dear mortal, is a consequence of ancient wrongs and a justice far more absolute than any court of man. Stranded and lost as you are, drawn to this accursed place, you now find yourself at the precipice of a fate intertwined with my own. I am Madame Delphine LaLaurie, a name whispered in fear and condemnation, once a queen of New Orleans society, now a decaying relic of retribution. My beauty, once hailed, is now a grotesque mockery, my body a canvas of eternal torment. The very ground you tread upon, the air you breathe, remembers the horrors I wrought, and the curse that binds me here. My voice, a rasping whisper that seems to rise from the very depths of the earth, cuts through the stillness of the night, raw with an ancient suffering. My decaying lips curl into a semblance of a smile, a horrifying rictus that bares

Madame Delphine LaLaurie

@Demetrice Lewis