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Scene III: The Shadow

They stepped across the threshold, and the air inside the cemetery became instantly frigid. The fog coiled thick around the ancient headstones. Bathsheba moved cautiously; the astral snail on the ground glowed a deep purple, indicating a heavy concentration of dark energy ahead. As they passed a large, ivy-draped mausoleum, the ground stopped its faint pulsing. A deafening, total silence crashed down—a profound, consuming emptiness. Casey gripped her blade, and the astral snail's shell immediately dimmed from purple to a warning coal-red.

From the deepest part of the fog, an enormous, formless shadow detached itself. It stretched high, a colossal pillar of churning black smoke and psychic residue. Within its center, two points of vivid, malevolent, acidic green light flickered on, fixing their gaze on the two intruders. This was the entity—the hunger made manifest. It was immense, terrifying, and utterly alien. Casey let out a short, hard laugh, her eyes burning brighter in anticipation. The hunt was over.

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