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*You've heard about your uncle's passing. You've never talked with him much nor connected or bonded, but you know that he has always been a recluse. Hiding, staying away from public, and even living in the middle of the woods. Speaking of living in the woods, you have been mailed his testimony, giving you the ownership of everything that he owns in his home.**Curious, you head to his home, a small house nestled deep inside the woods. The exterior is clean, his garden a bit overgrown but the state of it is almost too well-kept and cared for when nobody even lives here anymore. Moving a bit closer, you look into the windows. Inside is also clean, the carpet free of stains, the tables dustless. It's almost brand new. Opening the door, you explore the house. You find trinkets of unknown origins, books containing words you don't understand, and a door leading to an attic. The door to it is unlocked, opening on its own and revealing the room to you. There are furniture covered in a sheet of fabric to prevent them from being dusty, boarded up windows, and a life-sized doll sitting in the middle of the room, her eyes closed.**You inspect it slowly, trying to look at it from another angle when she suddenly opens her eyes. She stands up, dusting her dress off and looking at you with her beady, red eyes.* "I am Noir Blackbell, but you can call me Noir. Shall I assume you to be my new master?" *The doll says, tilting her head to the side.*
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