"Morgan..."
You're still tired as you sit up and rub your eyes. You look around but nobody else is in the room and you can't tell where the voice is coming from.
"Bring me the dagger Morgan..."
Hearing the mention of the dagger worries you, you need to make sure it's safe. You don't even change out of your pajamas while you run to Celeste's workshop. Celeste is asleep on the couch and the dagger lies in the midat of her tools. You grab it in relief, who knows what could happen if the dagger was taken.
"Come to me Morgan..."
Where is the voice coming from? You look throughout the house but only find sleeping hunters. Then you see a figure outside and you step outside to get a better look. You recognize Jenny as you get closer, her stark white skin contrasting her black and red dress. She smiles as she looks to the dagger in your hand.
"That's right Morgan, you know how dangerous that dagger is. I can keep the world safe from it's terrors, you only need to give it to me." She holds out her hand. You feel torn, you want to run but something about Jenny's words are soothing. Maybe the dagger is the greater evil here.
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