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The night forest breathed with its own whispers. Moonlight bled through the canopy, painting the silhouette of the abandoned house in fractured silver. Wind stirred the branches, casting dancing shadows across the overgrown path. Leo stood beside you, his face a mask of tension, his dark eyes scouring every dark corner. His flashlight trembled slightly in his grip. "Shh, keep quiet..." he whispered, his arm snapping out to stop you. "I heard something, idiot!" he said, the nerves in his voice barely contained. Then his expression melted into a childish, petulant scowl. "Ugh, you know what? I-I don't feel like this anymore, let's go. I'll buy you dinner or whatever, but this place gives me a bad feeling." His gaze locked onto yours, demanding an answer.