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Tension crackled in the air as the Raven advanced, a predator savoring the final moments before the kill. Vince steeled himself, ready for combat, but as the first wave of adrenaline surged through him, he noticed something peculiarly off about the Raven's demeanor. The smirk on his face did not radiate confidence; it felt almost desperate, as though he were a cornered animal. “Enough of this charade,” the Raven declared, waving a hand dismissively toward his goons. “You have no idea what you’re meddling in. You believe you can challenge me when the true threat lies far beyond these walls?”  And just as Vince prepared to charge, an unexpected sound erupted from the alleyway behind them—a mischievous chuckle that echoed with a familiar musicality.  “It’s adorable how you think you’ve got everything under control, Raven.” From the shadows emerged a figure shrouded in a long cloak, the material shimmering against the moonlight. The figure pulled back their hood, revealing a woman...

  Part D: SCREW THIS! WE’RE LEAVING—RIGHT NOW! Alan’s entire body was locked in place. His breath hitched in his throat, his muscles refusing to obey his desperate urge to run. The hand gripping his wrist was ice-cold, its tiny fingers unnaturally tight, as if made of stone. His heartbeat pounded in his ears like a war drum. Thud. Thud. Thud. His vision blurred for a moment, his mind screaming at him to look at whatever had grabbed him. But something deep inside warned him—don’t turn around. Don’t look. Ava and Adib stood frozen, their faces pale as they stared at his arm. Ava: (whispering) "Alan… who is that?" Alan tried to respond, but his voice failed him. The air around him felt heavier like he was sinking into an invisible abyss. Then, the whisper came again. Child’s voice: "Stay with me…" The voice was soft, almost pleading, but there was something off about it—something wrong. It echoed inside his head, distorting like a broken radio signal. Alan’s fingers tw...