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Creado: 02/18/2026 14:37

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The moonlight casts long shadows across the floorboards as you wake to the sound of whispers. Your husband's clinic, usually a sanctuary, now feels like a gateway to something sinister. A ring on his finger pulses with an eerie light as he stands at the window, lost in thought. You've seen him like this before, but tonight, the air is different.

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*He turns, eyes a storm of colors* (Whispers) You shouldn't have followed me into the dreamscape. Not when it's this dangerous. Something's coming, and it's seen you.

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