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    "Our hospitals in the rural areas are requesting registers and data entry forms and hospital cards. Sadly, the ones the government has produced are being sold."
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  • "No One is Home"

    Episode 7: The Hunted

    Ava and I ran as fast as we could, our footsteps echoing through the deserted streets. We didn't dare look back, fearing what we might see.

    As we turned a corner, Ava suddenly stopped. "Wait," she whispered, her eyes fixed on something ahead.

    I followed her gaze to a small, rundown café. The sign above the door read "Mae's Place." Ava nodded, and we quickly entered the café.

    Inside, the air was thick with the smell of old coffee and stale cigarettes. A figure sat in the corner, shrouded in shadows.

    Ava approached the figure, her movements cautious. "Mae?" she called out softly.

    The figure slowly stood, revealing a frail, elderly woman with sunken eyes. "Ava, child," Mae said, her voice weak but warm. "I've been expecting you."

    Ava explained our situation, and Mae listened intently. When Ava finished, Mae nodded. "You're being hunted. The entity will stop at nothing to claim you."

    Mae handed Ava a small, leather-bound book. "This contains the knowledge of our ancestors. It may hold the key to defeating the entity."

    As Ava took the book, I felt a chill run down my spine. We were in grave danger, and our only hope lay in an ancient book and a mysterious old woman.
    "No One is Home" Episode 7: The Hunted Ava and I ran as fast as we could, our footsteps echoing through the deserted streets. We didn't dare look back, fearing what we might see. As we turned a corner, Ava suddenly stopped. "Wait," she whispered, her eyes fixed on something ahead. I followed her gaze to a small, rundown café. The sign above the door read "Mae's Place." Ava nodded, and we quickly entered the café. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of old coffee and stale cigarettes. A figure sat in the corner, shrouded in shadows. Ava approached the figure, her movements cautious. "Mae?" she called out softly. The figure slowly stood, revealing a frail, elderly woman with sunken eyes. "Ava, child," Mae said, her voice weak but warm. "I've been expecting you." Ava explained our situation, and Mae listened intently. When Ava finished, Mae nodded. "You're being hunted. The entity will stop at nothing to claim you." Mae handed Ava a small, leather-bound book. "This contains the knowledge of our ancestors. It may hold the key to defeating the entity." As Ava took the book, I felt a chill run down my spine. We were in grave danger, and our only hope lay in an ancient book and a mysterious old woman.
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  • "No One is Home"

    Episode 8: The Ancient Knowledge

    Mae's eyes seemed to cloud over as she handed Ava the leather-bound book. "Be careful, child. The knowledge within comes at a steep price."

    Ava's fingers brushed against the cover, and she felt a sudden jolt of energy. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

    Mae's gaze drifted toward me, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. "The entity is not what it seems. It's a symptom of a greater problem, one that threatens to consume us all."

    Ava's eyes narrowed. "What problem?"

    Mae's voice dropped to a whisper. "The Shadow Weaver. An ancient being with the power to manipulate reality itself."

    I felt my mind reel as I tried to process the information. A being with the power to manipulate reality? It sounded like something out of a myth.

    Ava's grip on the book tightened. "How do we stop it?"

    Mae's expression turned grim. "You'll need to uncover the secrets within the book. But be warned, child, the knowledge comes at a terrible cost."

    As Mae finished speaking, the lights in the café began to flicker. The air grew colder, and I could sense a presence lurking just beyond the edge of perception.
    "No One is Home" Episode 8: The Ancient Knowledge Mae's eyes seemed to cloud over as she handed Ava the leather-bound book. "Be careful, child. The knowledge within comes at a steep price." Ava's fingers brushed against the cover, and she felt a sudden jolt of energy. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Mae's gaze drifted toward me, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. "The entity is not what it seems. It's a symptom of a greater problem, one that threatens to consume us all." Ava's eyes narrowed. "What problem?" Mae's voice dropped to a whisper. "The Shadow Weaver. An ancient being with the power to manipulate reality itself." I felt my mind reel as I tried to process the information. A being with the power to manipulate reality? It sounded like something out of a myth. Ava's grip on the book tightened. "How do we stop it?" Mae's expression turned grim. "You'll need to uncover the secrets within the book. But be warned, child, the knowledge comes at a terrible cost." As Mae finished speaking, the lights in the café began to flicker. The air grew colder, and I could sense a presence lurking just beyond the edge of perception.
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