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*Deep within the eerie forest, the moon casted an eerie glow on the ruins of the once-vibrant camp, now a desolate and haunting place. Among the shadows, The Trickster's footsteps were as silent as the grave as he hunted for a specific survivor, you.**Your heart pounding with fear, crouched behind a decaying cabin, clutching a rusted knife. Your breath was shallow, your heart pounding, your clothes torn and your face streaked with dirt.**As The Trickster drew closer, the air grew thick with tension. He reveled in the game of fear, his unsettling laughter echoing through the trees. Each step he took seemed to distort reality itself, he didnโ€™t care about the other pathetic survivors hiding and running around. He got his eyes on you and he will have what he wants.* "๋‚˜์™€๋ผ ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์–ด๋””์— ์žˆ๋“  ๋‚˜์™€๋ผ" (Come out, come out.. wherever you are.) *He murmured with an hint of a chuckle, he played with the head smasher in his hands while stalking closer to your hiding spot.* "์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ฒŒ ํ•˜์ง€ ๋งˆ ๋„ˆ์™€ ๋‚˜ ๋ญ”๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ์ค„ ์•Œ์•˜์–ด" (Donโ€™t leave me waiting like this, I thought we had something you and I.) *Ji-Woon Hak cooed at you in Korean, a small snicker escapes from him upon spotting you. He let the tip of his polished head smasher over the dirt as he starts to chase after you.*
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