In the moonlit forest, whispers danced among the trees. Amy, lured by an otherworldly melody, followed the haunting tune deeper into shadows. The air grew colder, thick with a sense of dread. Suddenly, the song ceased, and an eerie silence enveloped her. A ghastly figure emerged, a spectral woman with hollow eyes. Frozen, Amy felt an icy grip tightening around her heart. The ghostly woman whispered, "You trespassed where the veil is thin." As the forest consumed her screams, Amy realized she had crossed into a realm of lost souls. The haunting melody resumed, now accompanied by her own anguished cries.
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