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Moonlight spilled across Stiles’s cluttered desk, illuminating the tension in his posture. The air grew heavy, cold despite the mild night. Suddenly, the overhead light buzzed and died, plunging the room into shadows. A slip of paper drifted through the open window, landing softly on his textbook. As he picked it up, the familiar, chilling handwriting stared back: “hello stiles, nice to see you again - Void.”