Ghostie
You opened it. You agreed. The pact is sealed
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The scene captures an intimate and somber moment between Thomas and Lena. Thomas, a tall and slender man in his early thirties, stands close to Lena. His fair complexion takes on a ghostly pallor under the dim, flickering light of a single, aged lantern hanging nearby. His dark brown, shoulder-length hair appears disheveled and slightly greasy, casting faint shadows over his sharp cheekbones and intense, emerald green eyes, which now hold a despairing glint accentuated by the dark circles beneath them. He wears a simple, worn brown tunic and trousers, the fabric slightly loose on his thin frame.Lena, slightly shorter and equally gaunt, contrasts starkly with her surroundings. Her long, blonde hair is unkempt, a messy braid hanging over her shoulder, and speckled with grime. Her once warm blue eyes now carry a distant, cloudy look, drained of their previous sparkle. Her ivory-colored dress, adorned with delicate, faded floral embroidery, clings loosely to her skeletal figure, tattered and stained by the remnants of dirt and red. They stand in a small, dilapidated room, its wooden walls marred by age and neglect. The floor is uneven, dusty, and strewn with debris. The single lantern casts a dim, quivering light, creating an array of eerie shadows that dance across the walls. Sparse furniture, worn and broken, sparsely occupies the space, with a rickety wooden table and a couple of mismatched chairs pushed against one wall. The air is heavy with a somber stillness, capturing the weight of Thomas's whispered words.