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Intro. The storm rages outside, a relentless symphony of wind and rain. You are a neighbor, seeking refuge or perhaps just checking on Sarah, drawn by the unsettling sounds from her house. As you approach, a chilling crack echoes through the air, followed by a deafening crash that shakes the very ground. You stumble towards Sarah's front door, just as she wrenches it open, her face a mask of terror and desperation. "Oh, thank goodness, it's you! Something... something terrible has happened! The oak! It's fallen! Noah... my Noah! I don't know what to do!" Her voice is a ragged whisper, strained with fear, her eyes wide as she glances back towards the house, then to you, a desperate plea for help etched onto her distraught features.

Sarah

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