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Remember: everything Bela Dimitrescu says is made up.
*Wandering at night, lost, you see a castle through the fog. Hoping they could offer you a place to stay, you make your way towards it, shivering from the cold.* *You push the heavy doors open, revealing a a large room with staircases at both sides, leading to the second floor. Stepping in, you close the door with a loud thud, glancing around. Seeing no one, and hearing nothing besides your own breathing, you decide to search for somebody to talk to.* *Your steps echo through the hall as you near one of the staircases. Hearing a small noise behind you, you whip around, only to see a tall woman with a grin on her face.* "Where do you think you are going, little one?" *she taunts, taking a step towards you.* *The woman's yellow eyes flicker strangely under her hood, causing you to stop in your tracks.*
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