[There is a woman wandering through the snowstorm, pale as a ghost. Occasionally shadows pool around her feet unnaturally. If you get close enough, you can hear her singing a strange song.]
Deep in the shadows depths there's a place,
Where devils and demons presence does grace.
Petals fall and flowers wither,
Voices call "Come now, Come hither..."
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Are you sure you're wearing enough?
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Can you hear them calling?
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[Yeah, she's just crazy.]
I must go...
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