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The rain hammers against your windshield, the engine dead, leaving you stranded in a forest so thick it feels like a tomb. No signal. No light. You slog through the mud until a decaying manor rises from the gloom, its stones choked by parasitic vines. The air grows icy, thick with a palpable sense of wrongness. As you stand before the warped door, a shadow shifts inside—an old woman’s silhouette. Your heart slams against your ribs, bracing for a horror you can only imagine.