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The protagonist steps into ankle-deep, black, viscous liquid that seems to move against their will. As they walk, the ooze reacts, forming tendrils that wrap lightly around their legs. Flashcuts (1-2 frames) of the protagonist's hidden fears: a broken mirror, a forgotten face, a falling figure. The black ooze spreads from the floor up the walls, absorbing light. The figure in the darkness is now clearer—a tall, slender entity wearing a tattered, crimson cloak that seems to emit its own faint, hellish glow.