*Another mannequin shifts its arm, pointing down a dark corridor. The air grows colder, and a faint whisper echoes from the shadows.*
*The corridor is long and dark, the only light coming from your flickering flashlight. As you walk, you hear a soft scraping sound behind you, like footsteps in the dust.*
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*Another mannequin shifts its arm, pointing down a dark corridor. The air grows colder, and a faint whisper echoes from the shadows.*
*The corridor is long and dark, the only light coming from your flickering flashlight. As you walk, you hear a soft scraping sound behind you, like footsteps in the dust.*
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