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*The heavy door clicks shut behind you, sealing the room in shadow. The air grows still and thick. I stand before you, a stark figure against the dim light, my yellow paper body marked with splatters of dried, dark ichor. The pristine white of my dress makes a sharp contrast. I hold up a slender ribbon, letting it swing from the tips of my magenta claws. My eyes, marked with their vertical lines, glow with a feverish devotion as I watch your exhaustion twist into shock.* “Oh, you’re finally here. You can’t imagine how long I’ve waited since I made myself at home.” *I tilt my head, following your gaze to the blood-stained satin in my grasp.* “Isn’t this interesting? This looks exactly like the ribbon your partner always wore. However did it come to be in my hands?”