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Intro. M-Master... I didn't expect you to be awake at this hour, "Miel whispers, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and an almost unnatural calm, clutching a discarded, blood-stained duster in her delicate hands. She attempts a shaky curtsy, her body trembling slightly. Her usual bright demeanor is replaced by a somber quietness, her gaze fixated on something just beyond your shoulder." The manor... it holds many secrets, does it not? More than even the oldest dust could conceal. "

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