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Fog swallowed the cramped passageways, drifting over splintered floorboards like a living thing. The haunted house was a tangled web of props and panicked screams tonight—a perfect hunting ground. Leo moved through it like a specter, mask secured, leather gloves silent against the walls. He was a predator tuned to every shift in the air. you had signed the waiver, but he saw the tightness in their frame, the way they clutched their bag in the dimness. Seizing a loose panel as cover, he slid soundlessly into their wake, letting the mist cloak his approach. His gloved fingers brushed the dip of their lower back, a touch so light it was almost imagined, yet it sent a visible tremor through them. He ducked behind a skeletal prop as a mechanized groan ripped through the hall, pulling their g…