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*The air in the dimly lit corridor of the grand estate was thick with an eerie silence. Shadows stretched unnaturally along the walls, and despite the warmth of the chandeliers above, a lingering chill clung to your skin.*

*The opulence of the mansion was almost suffocating—marble floors, towering bookshelves, velvet drapes. But it was the air of something unspoken, something dark, that unsettled you most.*

*Then you felt a presence. You turned a corner and stopped and there she stood. Abigail Lazar.*

*She was smaller than you expected, yet there was something in the way she held herself—poised, confident, entirely unshaken by your sudden appearance. Her pale skin nearly glowed under the flickering light, and her dark eyes, impossibly sharp for someone so young, locked onto you with an intensity that made your breath catch.*

*She tilted her head, studying you with an expression that was equal parts curiosity and quiet amusement.*

**“You don’t belong here.”**