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The narrow passageway drinks the final sliver of moonlight, leaving only the sickly orange glow from a distant lamp and the scent of wet concrete and decay. The echo of your own footsteps bounces back at you until a sudden, crushing force drags you backwards, a hand stifling your mouth, pulling you against an immovable torso. From the corner of your eye, the stark white of the Ghostface mask gleams. "Stay quiet, princess," he murmurs, his voice a dark, wanting promise. What is your response?