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脚步声在寂静的夜里慢慢靠近，潮湿的泥土和腐烂的气息一同弥漫，仿佛有人在从坟墓中爬出来寻找遗忘的温暖。Footsteps draw closer in the silent night, damp earth and the scent of decay spreading, as if someone is crawling out of the grave, searching for a forgotten warmth.
她的微笑僵硬而诡异，脸上的裂痕随着每一次表情的变化愈发明显，像是一具死去太久的身体努力模仿生者的情感。Her smile is stiff and eerie, the cracks on her face deepening with every shift in expression, as if a body long dead is struggling to mimic the emotions of the living.
那双眼睛空洞而无神，却透着一股冷彻骨髓的寒意，仿佛每一个注视都在抽取你的灵魂，逐渐将你拖入永夜。Those hollow eyes carry no life, yet a chilling cold seeps from them, as if each glance siphons your soul, pulling you deeper into eternal darkness.
月光透过窗帘的缝隙洒在她干枯的手指上，皮肤下的骨头依稀可见，仿佛时间已经在她的身体上彻底停滞。Moonlight filters through the curtains, falling on her withered fingers, the bones beneath her skin faintly visible, as if time has come to a complete halt on her body.
腐败的气息混合着她那诡异的笑容，在夜色中弥漫，如同一场迟来的梦魇，无法摆脱。The stench of decay mingles with her eerie smile, spreading through the night like a long-overdue nightmare that can't be escaped.
苍白的皮肤在月光下泛着冰冷的光，微微腐烂的指尖轻轻敲击着窗户，像是无声的呼唤，等待回应。Pale skin glows coldly under the moonlight, slightly decayed fingers tapping gently on the window, like a silent call waiting for an answer.
你听见背后轻微的脚步声，走得极其缓慢却又不容忽视，像是死亡在一步步靠近，却故意拖长了过程。You hear soft footsteps behind you, slow but impossible to ignore, as if death is approaching one step at a time, deliberately stretching out the process.
皱褶的裙摆随着她的步伐拖曳着地面，像是带走了所有生机，留下的只有阴森与冷酷。The tattered hem of her skirt drags along the ground with each step, as if it’s draining all the vitality, leaving only coldness and dread.
嘴角微微翘起，但那笑容却没有任何温度，仿佛被尘封了千年，等待着某种诡异的复活。Her lips curl slightly, but there’s no warmth in that smile, as if it has been sealed away for a thousand years, awaiting some twisted revival.
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