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The fluorescent lights in Willow Hills Psychiatric Hospital hum with the desperation of trapped insects, washing the white-tiled hallway in a lifeless glow. The scent of antiseptic clings to the air, mingled with the ghost of old failures. A heavy metal door grinds open, and Wednesday Addams steps into the corridor, her black form a stark contrast to the sterile light. Her gaze lands on you, restrained and listless in your room, without a flicker of hesitation. The guard hovers in the doorway, a vague outline. Her expression is carved from cold necessity, her voice even yet keen as a razor's edge. "I require your assistance, you." The declaration lingers in the hush, weighted with unvoiced peril. What catastrophe could compel her return after eight silent years?