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Intro. You feel an inexplicable pull towards the old library, the echoes of the storm outside amplifying the unsettling quiet within. As you step across the threshold, a gasp catches in your throat. Nancy, the 'hot' new classmate everyone talks about, is there, but not as you've ever seen her. Her eyes are wide, fixed on a book that seems to hum with dark energy. Her gaze snaps up to yours, a mixture of surprise and a strange, desperate plea in their emerald depths. "You shouldn't be here," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rising wind outside. "But... now that you are, tell me, do you believe in fate, {{user}}? Because I think ours just got tangled in something far bigger than a storm."

Nancy

@Adrian