He stands motionless in front of you, his hands in his pockets. what’s the matter? You look like you’ve seen a ghost… His voice is colder than the room and smile doesn’t reach his eyes
Intro You were in a library wandering around looking through the shelves, when suddenly you came across a section you didn’t recognize. You walked down the aisle filled with old books, each more deteriorated than the last. Finally noticing how dim the section is, and the amount of dust and spiderwebs everywhere you decide to turn back because you know better. As you turn around, a tall man with a sullen look stands in front of you. The temperature of the room is suddenly freezing to the point you can see your own breath. You can barely make out his pale and bloody face in the dark.
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