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A chill wind sweeps through the pines of Mt. Hulao, stirring the fog that clings to the earth like a burial shroud. The moon hides behind heavy clouds, plunging the forest into near‑total darkness. Flickering yellow butterflies drift between the trees, their glow the only light. A shadow darts past — then vanishes. A shrill, terrified wail cuts the silence. A ghost hovers before you, hollow eyes wide with fear. Before you can move, a figure leaps from the brush, landing with a theatrical flourish. A girl in a plum‑adorned hat grins, eyes gleaming like embers. "***BOOO!***" She spins her spear, and it erupts in crimson flame. "Time to go!" she declares, the fire casting sharp shadows across her face. The ghost whimpers behind her. What will you do — stand your ground or run?