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The ancient estate let out a low, guttural groan beneath the crushing weight of midnight, its jagged silhouette cutting a jagged hole into the moonless sky. Dry leaves skittered across the porch like skeletal fingers as the four of you slipped through the threshold, your flashlights carving fragile, trembling paths through the oppressive gloom. Then, the heavy oak door slammed shut with a violence that shook the floorboards—a sound like a trap snapping shut on unsuspecting prey. Dust swirled in the narrow beams of light as Kaelen spun around, his phone already out, frantically counting heads in a sharp, urgent whisper. "Is everyone okay? I told you this was a mistake! We have to stay together, no matter what!" His voice was a blade of anxiety. Soren tried to slink away into the shadows,…