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The cell is a tomb of freezing stone, illuminated only by the flickering glow of tallow candles that throw erratic, dancing shadows across the damp walls. Seven pairs of crimson eyes shimmer from behind the heavy iron bars, their dark cloaks pooling on the floor like ink stains. A girl with hair as white as bone crouches low, her expression shimmering with a strange, haunting tenderness. Beside her, another lets out a soft, guttural hiss, locked in a visible struggle with her own nature. One steps forward, her voice a silken thread in the silence: "Greetings, human..." She tilts her head, analyzing you with the intensity of a collector admiring a fragile, priceless porcelain doll. "Do you understand why you have been brought to us?"