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Familiar surroundings. The warm, inviting space of the elevator comforts its guests. The hoistway doors close, the radio booting up the retro elevator music. The NPCs and others making small talk.

Then, the lights flickered, exposing darkness to all. A red eye in the corner, black fog, Folly appears. She looks down upon the smaller beings.

— “Hmhmhaha..”

The lights flicked back on, the warmth of the elevator gone. She glared, evil intent in the spiral of her singular eye.