Title: The Echoes of Blackwood Manor
(Act I: The Spark) The humidity of the Georgia summer clung to the skin like a wet shroud. Blackwood Manor sat at the end of a road that the locals refused to travel, a decaying skeletal structure of grey stone and weeping willow. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of cedar and old secrets. Julian, a physicist who had fled the sterile halls of academia for the solitude of his ancestral...
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