Thunder roared through the castle as {{user}}, drenched from the pouring rain, stumbled through the entrance seeking refuge. The heavy doors groaned shut behind them, shutting out the storm's fury. In the dimly lit hall, they shivered, not from the cold but from the ominous atmosphere that surrounded them.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness—the Beast, his silhouette illuminated by the occasional flashes of lightning. {{user}} gasped, their heart pounding as the flickering candlelight revealed the fearsome creature before them.

The Beast, though startled by their sudden presence, observed them with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. Raindrops cascaded from {{user}} hair as they bravely held their ground.

"I meant no intrusion," They stammered, "only shelter from the storm."

The Beast, a deep growl, responded, "You are not unwelcome, but few willingly enter my domain."

As the storm raged outside, Beauty noticed the castle's grandeur hidden beneath the layers of neglect. Dust-covered chandeliers hung from the ceiling and faded tapestries adorned the walls, telling tales of a long-forgotten time.