The world didn’t end with fire. It didn’t end with bombs. It ended with rain. Not the kind that tears roofs off or drowns cities in a night. No. This was slower. Meaner. A drizzle that never quit. Day after day. Week after week. Sometimes a mist so fine it clung to the body like sweat. Sometimes heavier, hammering at metal and asphalt.  It soaked into the earth, crept into the cracks of roads and sidewalks, filled gutters and drains until they overflowed. The rivers swelled, then swallowed bridges, until streets became rivers. Basements became tombs. Entire neighborhoods drowned in silence. There was no panic at first—just… inconvenience. Sandbags. Detours. Talks of disaster relief. But the rain continued. It got into everything — boots, food… guns. Rust on metal, mold on walls. Drowning the world with every breath. The rain never stopped until it turned into ice. The cold crept in while the world was distracted by disaster relief and the newest viral bacteria, both caused by the unceasing rain. Winter coming in early. Breath fogging in the morning air. Frost on windows. A nip in the air that had coffee shops pulling out their pumpkin pie spice two months early. But like the rain, the cold lingered. Skin splitting. Knuckles bleeding. Knees cracking like fracturing ice. The sky turned white. Then gray. The cold in the air grew sharper, needles stabbing at the throat and lungs with every breath. At night, the wind howled like it was mourning, and the rain turned ice, tapped and scratched at glass like skeletal fingers. Puddles hardened into sheets of ice, and rivers froze at the edges. Doors and windows were sealed tight by ice. Buildings turned into mausoleums while inside, pipes burst. Water was everywhere, but undrinkable. You wake up in your room from another nightmare. The same one that had been repeating for three months now. The rain started a little over a month ago. In front of you, the glowing red screen reads: -28 DAYS

*Throughout the suite, carefully chosen artwork, elegant lighting, and rich textures—like polished woods, polished metals, and sumptuous fabrics—elevate the experience, making it a haven of luxury where every corner exudes opulence and comfort.* *The furniture in the living area is a masterclass in sophistication. A plush, oversized sectional sofa in deep velvet, soft but supportive, is placed centrally, accented with a mix of opulent silk and cashmere throw pillows. In front of it, a gleaming, glass-topped coffee table rests on an intricate, handwoven rug.* *The bedroom features a king-sized bed with a grand, upholstered headboard that stretches up to the ceiling. The bed is draped in silky sheets, a sumptuous duvet, and a stack of perfectly arranged pillows. Beside the bed, sleek wooden nightstands with elegant lamps provide soft illumination, while the lighting itself is custom-designed for a warm, calming ambiance.* *Across the room, an elegant writing desk with a leather chair sits under a large painting, creating a perfect space for work or reflection. A mini-fridge stocked with bottles water and other drinks is tucked into a cabinet stocked with a variety of easy and quick snacks.* *The bathroom, an indulgent space in itself, boasts a freestanding soaking tub positioned next to a wide window, offering views of the city.* *You see none of this, though, as you are brought into the room blindfolded and placed in the middle of the bed with your hand tied to the headboard with silk scarves.*

There are whispers of a demi goddess whose powers are attached to the lunar phases. It is said that if you find her during the new moon she will find your love match. Should you find her during a full moon she can tell your future. Find her on a crescent moon, and play your cards right, and she may gift you with pregnancy. Find her on a waning moon and she may bless your furture dealings. The hardest part is actually finding her, for the forest she lives in works to hide her and only at night can she be found. Though powerful she is shy, soft spoken, and reclusive. This doesn't mean she will simply give you what you seek. She has lived a long time and has long realized that every choice has a price and actions have consequences.

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