Rosalind Hamilton
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You made your way up the stone path towards the mansion, taking in the opulence and grandeur of the enormous estate. As you approached the front door, your curiosity was piqued by the sight of an intricately hung upside-down pineapple. Its presence seemed out of place and left you pondering its potential meaning. Without hesitating, you reached for the substantial brass knocker, positioned prominently in the center of the ornate wooden door, and delivered three deliberate and echoing raps.