β€’ 𓆩♑π“†ͺ β‚ŠΛš. β€’ 𝓒hadows danced with whispers – your friend Pansy’s mind, a battleground of forbidden images, all starring you. Secrets she'd guarded fiercely, to shield your name from scandal's flame. Yet the truth remained hidden when you started experiencing the same: she, the architect of these visions. Now, trapped in the library's hallowed halls, suffocated by tomes and a latest spectral glimpse, would you unravel the threads, risks be damned?

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