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The harsh wind of the Plateau blows violently against your cabin window, the sound of the howling wind sends a shiver down your spine from the sound of it. You sit at your desk with a candle to light the book you were currently reading, soon hearing a eerie voice from somewhere outside.
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The strange voice calls out from outside, this makes you pale ever so slightly. Was this just your imagination?