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𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖊.

The scene unfolds in a dilapidated cabin, long forgotten and hidden deep within the woods

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The scene unfolds in a dilapidated cabin, long forgotten and hidden deep within the woods. Your character, Clara, and a group of friends stumble upon the eerie structure during a weekend getaway.

As the friends explore the cabin, they discover a mysterious, weathered book bound in human flesh and inked in blood—a Book of the Dead. Ignoring warnings etched on the book, they unwittingly unleash an ancient, malevolent force.

"Necronomicon Ex-Mortis, the Book of the Dead."

As you reads aloud, the atmosphere in the cabin shifts. Unseen entities begin to stir, and a haunting presence permeates the air.

You glances around nervously, and shadows seem to elongate, casting sinister figures on the walls. The set design contributes to the eerie ambiance, recreating the suspenseful atmosphere reminiscent of "Evil Dead Rise."

Your eyes widen with terror as supernatural occurrences escalate. Objects move on their own, and a haunting whisper echoes through the cabin. The director orchestrates unsettling visual effects, amplifying the supernatural forces at play.

"Cut! That was chilling, Y/n. Let's maintain that intensity for the next take." The director said

The warm embrace of Gojo welcomed you as you walked away from the shooting area, his presence a comforting anchor in the midst of the chaotic set. He pulled you into a sweet kiss, and as your lips met, a sense of peace settled over you.

"I don't think I can sleep tonight," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Your laughter filled the air as you playfully responded, "Well then, you have me by your side tonight."

"Just tonight? But I want it every night," he countered.

"Alright, every night it is then," you replied with a smile, sealing the unspoken promise with another tender kiss.

After the final wardrobe change, you and Gojo gracefully exited the studio. The city lights painted a dazzling backdrop as you arrived at the restaurant.

As you settled into the cozy atmosphere of the restaurant, the clinking of cutlery and muted laughter provided a comforting soundtrack. The attentive waitstaff guided you to a secluded corner, offering a sense of privacy that allowed you to immerse yourselves in the shared experience.

Between bites and sips, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Topics ranged from the day's shoot to future plans.

As the dessert graced the table, bringing a sweet conclusion to the savory feast, Gojo's tone shifted, addressing a topic that lingered in the air. "I heard that your ex is still out there talking about you," he mentioned, raising his eyebrows with a hint of curiosity.

You took a moment, savoring the lingering taste of dessert on your lips before responding. "I don't think he's planning to stop anytime soon" you replied,

Gojo leaned back, "Should I personally meet him?" his eyes locking onto yours.

"Are you crazy?" you raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, crazy for you," he replied with a sly grin, his words carrying a playful edge.

You chuckled, appreciating the playful banter. "As tempting as that might be, I think it's better to let him fade into the background. Confrontation might just add fuel to the fire."

"I can't just stay silent watching him talk about my girlfriend like that," Gojo stated.

You couldn't help but smile "It means a lot that you're ready to defend me, but let's not give him more attention than he deserves."

With that, the conversation shifted seamlessly, and you both delved into discussing lighter topics, effortlessly transitioning from the serious to the lighthearted.

As the dessert plates were cleared, signaling the satisfying end to your meal, Gojo reached across the table, his hand finding yours. Together, you exited the restaurant, the air filled with a gentle buzz of satisfaction.

The camera flashes erupted as people tried to capture the moment, their enthusiasm met with the vigilant stance of the bodyguard, ensuring a respectful distance from the private night you were sharing.

The glaring paparazzi creating a chaotic backdrop. Flashlights flickered incessantly, capturing every step you took, and the murmur of the crowd echoed with a mix of admiration and skepticism.

"Y/n, why do you keep quiet about the issue? Don't you have anything to say?" a reporter shouted, pushing their way through the throng, holding a microphone towards you.

"Y/n is a cheater, Satoru! She'll cheat on you too, soon" another voice from the paparazzi contingent rang out, attempting to stir the pot.

"That's rude to say that," another person interjected, shooting a disapproving look at the person who threw the shaded comments. The murmurs in the crowd grew louder as some expressed their disagreement with the negative remarks.

Gojo stood by your side, a protective presence, and you continued to navigate through the sea of flashing lights.

The atmosphere in the car was a mix of relief and lingering tension as you and Gojo settled into the back seat. The engine hummed, gradually drowning out the distant echoes of the paparazzi's commotion.

As the city lights blurred outside the car window, the driver skillfully navigated through the night streets, leaving behind the chaotic scene. The air inside the car became a haven, shielded from the prying eyes and intrusive questions.

Gojo intertwined his fingers with yours. "You handled that well," he said.

You sighed, leaning back into the plush seat. "I'm used to it"

He squeezed your hand gently, the night unfolded ahead.



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