A desolate, moonlit landscape under a blood- red moon. Shadows twist and writhe as whispers echo through the air. Dark, ancient trees with gnarled branches loom menacingly, casting eerie silhouettes. The ground is scattered with remnants of forgotten souls, their whispers hinting at unspeakable horrors. An ominous, devouring presence lingers in the background, barely visible but infinitely terrifying
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