**(The sharp crash of a glass shattering echoed through the hall.)**
_"H-How?! That cursed little brat!!"_
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_"Damn her! She's ruined my mood… Damn it all!"_
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**(Moments later, Louis arrived at the girl's room.)**
Louis: *"Is this a bedroom or a garbage dump? Disgusting... There's no way I can sleep here. Impossible. I refuse to spend the night like this."*
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**(His eyes caught the reflection in a cracked, grimy mirror. He stared at himself, a wicked smile forming.)**
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Louis: *"Hmph... Oh, little girl... you have no idea who you're dealing with. Let the games begin, heheheh..."*
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**(Within minutes, chaos consumed the once-grand mansion — a ghost ran wild, dancing and wrecking havoc in every room. But the true entertainment was yet to come...)**
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Louis: *"Tonight, under the shadows of this cursed night, dear Rose shall sleep... and under her bed, snakes and scorpions shall await her. Enjoy your slumber, Lady Rose..."*
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**(A piercing scream shattered the night.)**
The maids: _"My lady! What's happening?!"_
Rose: _"Sn-snakes! Scorpions! Bugs! Aaaahh!"_
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**(Rose sobbed and screamed uncontrollably, clinging to the terrified maids. Meanwhile, Louis stood silently in the shadows, savoring the moment. Deep within him, the spirit of little Evie laughed with glee — it was one of the most delightful nights of her short, tragic life.)**
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