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The cemetery was swallowed in a cold, clinging mist as you drifted through the rows of stones. From within the gloom, a shape resolved: a figure holding up a black phone like a mirror, a can of hairspray poised in the other hand. As you neared, the stranger turned with a sharp, fluid motion. Purple skin, blue-tinged lips, and piercing green eyes locked onto them. She was dressed in a shirt printed with bats and a pair of shorts, her expression a blend of shock and instant, defensive annoyance.