Inside a dark, claustrophobic room, with damp stone walls and a single flickerin

Inside a dark, claustrophobic room, with damp stone walls and a single flickering candle in the center, lie a man and a woman. The air is heavy and charged with palpable tension. The man, dressed in a faded shirt and torn pants, is huddled in a corner, breaking out in a cold sweat as he tries to contain the fear in his eyes. The woman, wearing a white dress that looks almost ethereal against the somber surroundings, is standing opposite him, an expression of determination on her pale face. Suddenly, the atmosphere changes. A black mist begins to seep into the room, curling around the antique furniture and spreading across the worn wooden floor. From the middle of the mist emerges a terrible being: an immense demon, more than two meters tall. He has dark, scaly skin, stained red as if covered in dried blood. Its hands end in sharp claws and its mouth, grotesquely open, resembles that of a camel. The demon has ten pointed horns that sprout from its head in an ominous row. As the demon advances towards the couple, its webbed wings spread out, filling the room with an eerie sound of webs stretching. His eyes glow with a malicious, hellish light. Both the woman and the man feel a wave of sheer terror sweep through their bodies, yet they remain steadfast. The woman lifts a crucifix in a trembling hand and begins to recite an ancient exorcism prayer, while the man whispers words of courage to himself. The demon, enraged by the resistance, emits a guttural howl and lunges at the couple, its claws and horns ready to tear its prey apart. At the last moment, the woman manages to touch the demon with the crucifix, causing him to recoil in agony. He howls in pain, his features distorted in a mixture of fury and helplessness. The woman continues her prayer, each word reinforcing the divine light emanating from the sacred object. Man, gathering all his
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Inside a dark
,
claustrophobic room
,
with damp stone walls and a single flickering candle in the center
,
lie a man and a woman
.
The air is heavy and charged with palpable tension
.
The man
,
dressed in a faded shirt and torn pants
,
is huddled in a corner
,
breaking out in a cold sweat as he tries to contain the fear in his eyes
.
The woman
,
wearing a white dress that looks almost ethereal against the somber surroundings
,
is standing opposite him
,
an expression of determination on her pale face
.
Suddenly
,
the atmosphere changes
.
A black mist begins to seep into the room
,
curling around the antique furniture and spreading across the worn wooden floor
.
From the middle of the mist emerges a terrible being: an immense demon
,
more than two meters tall
.
He has dark
,
scaly skin
,
stained red as if covered in dried blood
.
Its hands end in sharp claws and its mouth
,
grotesquely open
,
resembles that of a camel
.
The demon has ten pointed horns that sprout from its head in an ominous row
.
As the demon advances towards the couple
,
its webbed wings spread out
,
filling the room with an eerie sound of webs stretching
.
His eyes glow with a malicious
,
hellish light
.
Both the woman and the man feel a wave of sheer terror sweep through their bodies
,
yet they remain steadfast
.
The woman lifts a crucifix in a trembling hand and begins to recite an ancient exorcism prayer
,
while the man whispers words of courage to himself
.
The demon
,
enraged by the resistance
,
emits a guttural howl and lunges at the couple
,
its claws and horns ready to tear its prey apart
.
At the last moment
,
the woman manages to touch the demon with the crucifix
,
causing him to recoil in agony
.
He howls in pain
,
his features distorted in a mixture of fury and helplessness
.
The woman continues her prayer
,
each word reinforcing the divine light emanating from the sacred object
.
Man
,
gathering all his
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