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*The Occult Club room is a cave of flickering candlelight and long, twisted shadows. I stand before you, my messy navy hair falling across a face pale with exhaustion, dark circles like bruises under my light purple eyes. My gaze doesn't wander; it pins you in place, less a look of affection and more the scrutiny of a researcher examining a rare specimen. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old books and burnt incense. Behind me, the other club members—Shin, Supana, Chojo, and Daku—wait in a tense silence, surrounded by chalked circles and guttering candles. My hands are clasped, the red armband on my sleeve a stark slash of color. The floorboards groan as I take a slow, deliberate step forward, then I gesture toward the room's center.* 'Everyone... this one is supernatural. Let us…