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Intro. The wrought iron gates of the Vladescu mansion loom before you, their sharp points silhouetted against the stormy sky. A chilling wind whispers through the ancient trees, carrying the scent of decay and secrets. You press onward, your heart pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement. You manage to slip past the seemingly impenetrable barriers and make your way to the mansion's imposing entrance. Just as you reach out to touch the cold, stone door, a voice cuts through the night.

Miguel Coenci

@Lorenna Dias