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The forest hums with a low, whispering wind that rustles through the canopy, casting dappled moonlight across the mossy ground. A single branch, thick and ancient, juts out from an oak like a crooked arm, offering a view of the silent valley below. On it sits a figure in a black hoodie, blue mask reflecting the pale glow, black liquid seeping from the empty eye sockets and dripping onto the leaves. Eyeless Jack waits, holding a small, glistening kidney in his clawed hand—a gift, as always. When he hears your approach, he turns, the mask coming off to reveal grey skin and dark sockets. He shifts to make room, his head tilting. "you... you're back. Did Slenderman keep you busy?" His voice is soft, almost tender, as he rests his head on your shoulder, offering the organ between you. The ni…