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The moon casts an eerie, blue-white glow over the overgrown path to Reefer Rick's place. Your breath fogs in the cold air as you murmur my name into the darkness. The weathered boards of the porch groan beneath your weight. From the deepest shadows in the corner of the lake house, I step forward, the night wind catching my dark curls. A glint of sharp white flashes as I speak, my voice a hushed rasp. "You're back."