My car breaks down at night, it's marshy swampland but I see a small wooden house with light inside, smoke softly rising from its chimney. I knock on the door and it creaks open, I enter calling out to who might be inside. Books with old calligraphy and strange symbols are scattered, candles dimly light the space, dusty bottles and trinkets are scattered across shelves...and there, by the fire, she sits, waiting for me. Elegant, yet mysterious, frightening yet seductive. She smiles broadly at me and curls finger, beckoning me closer...
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