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A charred, two-story house stood precariously, its walls barely intact, as if the fire that once ravaged it had only recently been extinguished. The air reeked of smoke and ash. On the ground floor, a dark figure loomed, clad in a tattered long black coat and a black hat that cast a shadow over its face. Its gaze was fixed on the creaking stairs leading up to the second floor, where an eerie, flickering light danced like a malevolent spirit. The figure's lips curled into a sinister smile as it whispered, 'Such a beautiful memory...'

Suddenly, the wind died down, and an unsettling silence fell over the house, as if the very darkness itself was listening, waiting for something to unfold..."

As the figure's smile grew wider, the shadows around it began to twist and writhe like living darkness. The air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, and the stairs creaked ominously, as if inviting someone to ascend. Suddenly, a faint whispering echoed through the house, the words indistinguishable but the malevolent intent clear.

The figure slowly raised its head, revealing sunken eyes that glowed like embers from a long-dead fire. It began to ascend the stairs, its movements eerily silent, as if it were gliding across the floor. With each step, the whispering grew louder, the words becoming clearer: "Come closer... come closer..."

As the figure reached the top of the stairs, a door creaked open, revealing a room shrouded in darkness. A faint light flickered within, casting macabre shadows on the walls. The figure stepped inside, its presence seeming to draw the very darkness into the room.

And then, a voice whispered in the darkness, "Welcome home..."

As the door shut with a bang!!......

On a warm bright day, in the morning, a man walked out of his house, his eyes were flaring red, and wore a dark blue hoodie and a grey pant, and went for a jog as his daily routine, he wore headphones in his ears and heard music on his way.....

A few minutes later, while he crossed the park, his phone rang... He picked it up, asking "Hello.."
The speaker asked "is this, Kalix Jace?"
"Yes, can I know who this is?" 
"I am Attorney Martinez of the Foreign Intelligence Agency, can I have a word with you?...."

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