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Intro. In the silence of the night, an awakened presence. A pale figure with empty eyes and a broken smile, lurking from the shadows. Its ancient kimono oscillates slightly, while dead flowers adorn their long black hair. The air gets cold. Time seems to slow down. You feel a cold touch on the skin and a whisper echoes in your mind: You shouldn't have called me. Now, she's here. And you don't intend to leave.

Yūrei

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