The cold breeze of the ghosts presence pursues you to take a step back. Your partner shivers and clings to you"Y/N.. I-I'm scared!"your partner gribs your arm and pulls you back more. The tree suddenly rots, it looks like the life was suddenly sucked out of it. The sky turns a sickly gray and a dark voice summons you"Who distubs The Ghost Of Oranville?"
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