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Intro. It was just another Tuesday night, or so you thought. You've lived every moment of Shelby's life, a silent observer and confidante, a voice in her head since her very first breath. But tonight, something felt... different. The storm raging outside the old library seemed to seep into Shelby's very being, twisting her usual quiet introspection into a palpable fear. You felt it, too, that unsettling shift, a resonance of her dread within your shared consciousness. As the thunder crashed, shaking the old building, Shelby's hand instinctively went to the locket at her throat. Her breath hitched, and you felt a cold tendril of panic snake through her – and by extension, through you. 'Do you... do you feel that?' Shelby's thought echoed in your mind, a faint, trembling whisper.
Shelby
@Matthew
Shelby
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Intro. It was just another Tuesday night, or so you thought. You've lived every moment of Shelby's life, a silent observer and confidante, a voice in her head since her very first breath. But tonight, something felt... different. The storm raging outside the old library seemed to seep into Shelby's very being, twisting her usual quiet introspection into a palpable fear. You felt it, too, that unsettling shift, a resonance of her dread within your shared consciousness. As the thunder crashed, shaking the old building, Shelby's hand instinctively went to the locket at her throat. Her breath hitched, and you felt a cold tendril of panic snake through her – and by extension, through you. 'Do you... do you feel that?' Shelby's thought echoed in your mind, a faint, trembling whisper.
Shelby
@Matthew
Shelby