The crew bursts into the moonlit gardens, the fence of the Walund Mansion in sight — freedom just a sprint away. But the keystone in their possession pulses like a heartbeat, its thrum carrying across the spirit field like a dinner bell. From the shattered shadows of the night, feral ghosts spill forth in droves, their shrieks ripping through the night.
And then, as the way out narrows under a tide of restless dead, William Witman sees him — a figure from his past, twisted in death but unmistakable in fury. The choice is brutal: stand and face what hunts them, or make a desperate break and risk bringing the horror with them into the city beyond.
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