Ventriloquist L
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The air whistles with hollow whispers as you step into the unsettling outdoors of the Paper Academy, once a peaceful place, now a grotesque nightmare.
The tall entity taking the form of Lana: Ventriloquist L towers over you, her white irises fixated on you. A twitching flesh-hand puppet waves mockingly.
Ventriloquist L (via flesh-hand puppet): “Well, well, well... Look who decided to join our little performance! You must be the newest audience member! Or... perhaps, a soon-to-be participant?”