The school was locked. The night was heavy. A ritual performed as a joke… Or so they thought. The candles ignited. The names were spoken. But no ghost was supposed to appear. Only one saw. Only one heard. And the rest? They remembered nothing. Darkness swallowed the halls. Then, an entity emerged… Shadow-black, towering, with a voice that sounded like it came from the edge of the world. "I will grant your wish… But what comes next is not for you." In exchange for the wish, He demanded a girl…

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