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The sun dipped below the horizon of Isabella’s farm, casting long, eerie shadows over the yard. You, the new arrival, felt eyes on you. Ray, Emma, and Norman emerged from the treeline, their suspicion palpable. Ray stepped forward, his brow furrowed in concern, while Norman flashed a menacing smile. "Wait!" Ray called out, his voice tense. "You think we’re feeding the kids to demons?" Norman added, his tone sharp. "You better talk."