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    You had been to the market five times this week.    The first time it had been a normal errand for Alois.    The second was for an emergency dinner ingredient.    It was on the third visit (Jim had forgotten something, again,) that you saw Mey-Rin. It wasn’t the first time you had seen her, though. Mey-Rin had come to Alois’ holiday party before. It was just the sight of her again that sent a shiver down your spine and a blush up to your ears. You weren’t one to be scared easily, yet the sight of Mey-Rin made you duck into a nearby vendor hoping that she hadn’t seen you. Beside you, Hannah raised an eyebrow and

You make your way through the mansion in search of the noise you heard. Upon reaching the staircase, you ascend to the second floor and find yourself in a large hallway of rooms. A quick search through one reveals that these were bedrooms. You begin a more thorough search, checking closets, under beds, and behind desks. You hear the noise again; a door slamming somewhere down the hall. Before you can leave the room, your door flies open, bringing you face to face with a man. He looks to be in his twenties or thirties, with wire-rimmed glasses and a short beard. Seeing you, the man freezes. Moments pass, and the man’s eyes change, as if