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You retrace you steps through the mysterious candle lit path, your eye sight getting better with each step. A shiver runs through your spine, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Something is watching you. You stand still, silencing the sound of your footsteps. The flickering flames of the candles, masked any subtle sounds. You rely on your eyesight to distinguish what may lurk beyond. Your heart sinks as you spot a set of crimson eyes tracking you.

You Run

You Call out

You Attack