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A desolate marshland veiled in swirling fog, its stagnant waters reflecting the dim light of a waning moon. Dead trees rise like skeletal sentinels from the murky depths, their branches clawing at the sky. A ghostly figure draped in flowing, tattered white and grey garments hovers above the marsh, her translucent form radiating a faint green luminescence. Her hollow eyes seem to pierce through the mist, and the faint outline of skeletal hands clutch a glowing lantern. In the distance, a dilapidated wooden shack tilts precariously on stilts, its windows flickering with an ominous orange glow.