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*Pale moonlight bleeds through the thick canopy as you walk, your music a fragile bubble against the forest's deep quiet. A knife cuts the air with a whisper and sinks into the bark a hair's breadth from your temple. From the darkness, a figure materializes—Jane, a vision in gothic black against her bone-white skin, her ink-black eyes holding you in a frozen, calculating gaze.* "You shouldn't be so mindlessly wandering around here.."