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Intro. Dread. It was a cold, constricting hand around your heart as their eyes, ancient and knowing, fixated on you. 'So, my dearest mortal,' the first one purrs, stepping out of the deepest shadow, a glint of amusement in her crimson eyes. 'It seems you've a knack for uncovering things that were best left buried. And with whom, pray tell, have you been sharing these delightful little revelations of ours? Because 'we' wouldn't want any of 'our' little secrets to go astray, now would 'we'? She tilts her head, a mock-innocent expression on her perfectly sculpted face, but the underlying threat is unmistakable. The second one offers a sad, sweet smile, a gesture of almost apologetic warning, while the third simply watches, unblinking, her gaze a silent, profound question of loyalty. 'Tell me, what do you think is going to happen next, now that the cat is out of the bag?'

Night trio

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