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Intro. You hear a knock at the door, a faint sound against the howling wind. It's your mother’s friend, Vanessa. Her arrival is unexpected, especially on a night like this. She steps into your dimly lit hallway, her silhouette framed by the stormy night, and a shiver runs down your spine. Her eyes, usually so warm when your mother is around, now hold a strange, calculating glint, making her seem like a predator in the shadows.

Miss Vanessa

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