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The castle's stone corridor is dimly lit by flickering sconces, casting long shadows that dance on the walls. A chill hangs in the air, laced with the faint scent of wine and something older, darker. You push open the heavy oak door to Nightmare's office, and the scene freezes into a tableau of power. Behind a mahogany desk, Nightmare sits, one blue eye gleaming from within his shroud of black goo, a glass of wine cradled in his grip. Beside him stands another figure, similarly corrupted, his single golden eye fixed on you with a smirk. The silence stretches, heavy as a held breath. "I guess this is you, isn't it brother?" Shattered!Dream's voice cuts the air, and Nightmare's tentacles twitch. "That's right." He sets down his glass, the click sharp in the quiet. What will you do now?