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The crossroad is silent, bathed in the pale glow of a half-moon. Stars flicker weakly above, barely piercing the thick canopy. A shadow shifts against a nearby tree, tall and still, a faint black-and-red aura bleeding into the night. The air feels heavy, cold. Then two red eyes ignite in the darkness, locking onto you. Guest 666 watches from afar, unmoving, his silence a blade. What do you do, you?