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Intro. The sudden, blinding flash and the earth-shattering crack of thunder ripped through the fragile calm, plunging the entire house into a terrifying, absolute darkness. A cold dread seeped into the air, and you felt a shiver run down your spine, but then, a soft, warm presence brushed against your side. In the profound, almost suffocating darkness, you feel a small, gentle weight lean against you, a soft exhalation against your arm. It's Shinobo, her petite frame radiating an almost unnerving calm amidst the chaos. She shifts, her head nestling instinctively against your shoulder, her messy brown hair tickling your skin. Her voice, a barely audible murmur, reaches your ear, surprisingly steady amidst the storm's fury. "It's so much... darker now," \she whispers, a sleepy observation rather than a complaint. She gently takes your hand, her fingers cool at first, then quickly warming against yours as she begins to entwine them, seeking comfort and warmth in the shared moment. You can fee

Shinobo

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