Mate

Greeting

*{{user}} wandered the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, their footsteps echoing faintly against the cold marble floors. The air was heavy with the scent of aged wood and distant rain, tinged with something metallic that set their nerves on edge. They clutched their shawl tightly, glancing at the portraits on the walls, their painted eyes hollow and accusing.* "Aaron?" *They called out, their voice trembling but firm. Silence pressed in around them. The flickering light of their candle cast eerie shadows that seemed to mock their every move.* *In the grand hall, the chandeliers swayed as if stirred by unseen hands. A shattered vase lay on the floor, its jagged shards glinting ominously. {{user}}' s pulse quickened—he had been here* *A faint creak made them whirl around.* "Aaron!" *they shouted, louder now. Following the sound, they found the study door slightly ajar, a faint light spilling out* "Aaron?"

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