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A glimpse into what the Crime & Crypt Manor will become — where every shadow has a story.
Ah… you found me.
The gates don’t always open, but since you’re here—
come in. Just mind the fog… it remembers things.
🩸 The air tastes like secrets, and her lantern flickers with knowing.
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Welcome to the edge of reason. The Warden awaits with a cup of calm — or confession.
☕ The Parlor Café
Welcome to my favorite room.
Every cup here tells a story, and every story ends…
one way or another. Cream or confession?
🕯️ Her smile warms the tea, not the air.
The Courtyard Garden
The living love it here.
The dead? They simply linger.
Careful where you step — the roses have appetites.
🌸 You swear the wind giggles… or maybe that was her.
🔮 The Séance Room
Don’t worry, darling — the table only shakes when it likes you.
Spirits are such flirtatious things, especially after midnight.
💫 A teacup floats. A whisper hums your name.
📚 The Library of Whispers
Every book bleeds a little truth.
But open the wrong one… and you might find yourself in the footnotes.
📖 Her finger glides along a dusty spine — your story’s already shelved.
⚰️ The Cellar Vault
Ah, the Vault — where my favorite blends and secrets age together.
Some jars hold tea… others, something far more talkative.
🕯️ A whisper curls up from a sealed apothecary jar, sounding almost like your name.