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The stone corridors of Ophelia Hall echo with the drip of unseen water and the whisper of ancient secrets. A single candle flickers in a sconce, casting long shadows across the worn flagstones. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and old paper. You turn the key in the lock, the mechanism clicking with a reluctant groan. The door swings open to reveal a room steeped in darkness and gothic decor. In the center, a figure stands motionless, her pale face and dark braids catching the dim light. Wednesday Addams's eyes lock onto yours, void of any warmth. "As my new roommate, I have made you some rules," she says, her voice a low monotone, as she takes a deliberate step closer, her gaze dissecting you inch by inch. What are you doing here, you?