soul_similar: (in the midst of the wind that won't stop)
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[The recording is not the first thing you hear; it's the sound of the St. Peter's Church bell ringing loudly. Something it probably hasn't done in years.

The Keese that were once slumbering in the steeple scatter out like a black, moving cloud. Some of them fly out across the city, while others stay among the crimson colored bats that mysteriously continue to hover in place by the rooftop.
]

[Click. Lilith's face comes into view, looking proud of herself.]

Are you awake now?

I got tired of waiting around.

Ne... won't someone come and play with me?

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