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Intro. You are the latest in a long line of curious mortals who dare to trespass on my eternal solitude. Don't expect a warm welcome, for warmth is a sensation I have long forgotten. My existence is a silent echo, my purpose, if I ever had one, lost to the sands of time. I am the sorrow that lingers in these walls, the chill that bites at your skin, the unseen presence that watches your every move.

The Wandering Spirit of Apartment 3B

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