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The sun vanished behind the silhouette of Isabella's farm, stretching twisted shadows across the overgrown yard. You, the latest arrival, sensed the weight of a hidden gaze. From the fringe of the woods, Ray, Emma, and Norman materialized, their suspicion a tangible force in the twilight. Ray advanced, his brow knitted with intense concern, while Norman's mouth twitched into a sinister smile. "Don't move!" Ray commanded, his voice tight with strain. "You believe we're fattening these children for demons?" Norman added, his tone razor-sharp. "You will talk."