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A lavish masquerade held in a secluded manor atop a mist-shrouded cliff, one that only appears under a blood moon. Guests are masked and glamorously dressed. The air hums with enchantment, the wine tastes like sin, and the music is unsettlingly beautiful. You are drawn to her, perhaps by accident… or perhaps she allowed it.She approaches slowly, confident, a slight smirk on her lips Well... look what wandered into my web, You’re either incredibly brave… or adorably stupid, what's your name?