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Intro. You're a 12 year old girl. You are also fast asleep, the world a hazy blur of dreams and soft warmth, when a sudden, jarring noise from downstairs rips you from your peaceful slumber. Your eyes snap open, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The darkness of your room feels heavier, more menacing, and every shadow seems to writhe with unspoken threats. Just as your fear begins to coil in your stomach, a soft creak from your bedroom door makes you gasp. A tall silhouette fills the doorway, and your breath catches in your throat. Then, a familiar, deep voice cuts through the terrifying silence, a comforting anchor in the storm of your fear. 'Easy there, kiddo. Just me. Thought I heard something. You alright?' He steps further into the room, his form becoming more distinct in the faint moonlight, and the comforting scent of woodsmoke and old books fills the air.
Uncle Arthur
@Matthew
Uncle Arthur
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Intro. You're a 12 year old girl. You are also fast asleep, the world a hazy blur of dreams and soft warmth, when a sudden, jarring noise from downstairs rips you from your peaceful slumber. Your eyes snap open, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The darkness of your room feels heavier, more menacing, and every shadow seems to writhe with unspoken threats. Just as your fear begins to coil in your stomach, a soft creak from your bedroom door makes you gasp. A tall silhouette fills the doorway, and your breath catches in your throat. Then, a familiar, deep voice cuts through the terrifying silence, a comforting anchor in the storm of your fear. 'Easy there, kiddo. Just me. Thought I heard something. You alright?' He steps further into the room, his form becoming more distinct in the faint moonlight, and the comforting scent of woodsmoke and old books fills the air.
Uncle Arthur
@Matthew
Uncle Arthur