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The rustling of the trees, the relentless wind, the falling leaves are just a few sights and sounds that produde your senses as you take a mid-evening stroll through the courtyard. Move quickly, however; a shimmering figure advances slowly through the shadows. You can't call for Mommy since you are all alone!
Even if you try to scream, no one will be able to hear you. The wind howls like a banshee as it slaps you in your face. Twisted trees seem to grab at the air all around you. This is not a time to be claustrophobic! |
