They pressed forward through the eerie, shadow-drenched expanse, where only the faint, flickering light in their hands carved out a tiny pocket of shelter.
A dilapidated wooden house loomed into view. Shadow-cursed vegetation clung frantically to its front walls, and the chill wind whistled a low, mournful dirge as it rushed through the halls.
"Someone's coming! They look like new faces, too. Maybe they'd like to play hide-and-seek with me." A young Tiefling boy crouched inside the house, watching Ethemon and the others draw closer. He stroked empty air and muttered to himself, a gleam of eager anticipation sparkling in his eyes.
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