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Inside an abandoned mansion, a lone figure walks into a dark hallway, where the walls are covered in ancient mirrors that reflect shapes that shouldn't be there. Every step you take causes a disturbing echo, as a thick fog begins to seep from beneath the closed doors. As you progress, the lights of the chandeliers flicker, as if blown by an invisible presence. Suddenly, a barely audible murmur becomes a whisper that fills the air, pronouncing her name in a raspy, cadaverous voice. The shadows along the walls seem to come to life, reaching out with their fingers as if trying to reach him. The smell of dampness and putrefaction intensifies, and the cold envelops his skin. Something, or someone, watches him from the end of the hallway, where a half-open door lets out a faint red light that pulses to the rhythm of a heartbeat. <lora:sxz-Dark-Fantasy-v2-Flux:1> <lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.5>