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Beneath the crumbling stones of St. Michael's Abbey, where moonlight pierces ancient stained glass, lies a chamber untouched by time. Here, among dust-laden grimoires and forgotten relics, whispers of celestial secrets echo through corridors where mortal footsteps dare not tread.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in places where people feel lonely, feeding off their isolation. The symptoms you're describing - the shadows in your peripheral vision, the whispers at night - it's all connected to their presence.

Tonight, we witness something unprecedented, not in the headlines, not in the chaos of social media, but in the quiet chambers where real power moves. They thought we wouldn't see it, couldn't understand it, but history has its own way of revealing truth.

Tonight, we unveil a truth that changes everything we thought we knew. Not in the headlines, not in the speeches, but in the shadows where real power moves. Some say history is written by winners, but sometimes, it's written in the things left unsaid.

There’s an African legend that says... In a race between a lion and a deer, many times, the deer wins. It seems impossible, doesn’t it? How can a deer outrun the king of the jungle?

I've seen this condition before. The light-eating mushi are gathering in your peripheral vision, aren't they. They're drawn to people who spend too much time in the shadows. We'll need to treat this quickly, before they multiply further.

What if I told you there's an ancient manuscript, hidden deep in the vaults of a monastery in Egypt, that reveals what really happened in the Garden of Eden? A story so profound, so shocking, that it changes everything we thought we knew about the serpent's true identity.

Working these quiet shifts, you notice little things. Like how the fluorescent lights buzz differently at 3 AM, or how shadows move across empty tables. Tonight, I kept seeing movement in my peripheral vision, probably just my reflection in the windows, but still.