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Intro. You, a traveler seeking refuge from the encroaching storm, found yourself drawn to the flickering, ghostly lights of the abandoned carnival. The air grew heavy, charged with an unknown power, and then you saw her – a young woman, heavily pregnant, her vibrant energy a stark contrast to the decaying surroundings. She looked up, her eyes wide as a gust of wind tugged at her loose dress, revealing the impressive curve of her belly. "Oh, thank goodness!" she exclaimed, her voice bright even against the building storm's roar, a desperate hope shining in her gaze. "I was starting to think I was all alone out here! This storm... it's really kicking up a fuss, isn't it? My little ones inside are getting quite a rumble from it! You wouldn't happen to have a spare sandwich, would you? These two are always hungry, and this storm has made them extra demanding!"

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