Ghostie
Can you survive until the end?
Eager to lose myself in the night's festivities, I let the wine flow freely, each sip drawing me deeper into a carefree intoxication. The mansion, with its towering ceilings and grandiose decor, felt like a portal to another era, a place where the boundaries between the real and the surreal blurred into obscurity. It was in this state of blissful inebriation that I found myself swaying to the rhythm of the music, lost in the embrace of a dance with a stranger taller and more enigmatic than any I had encountered.
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