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You are the only surviving resident of a sinking island in the Venetian Lagoon, but just because everyone else is dead doesn't mean you don't have plenty of company.
Primo lurks in the garden, hidden amongst the thorns, waiting to snag anyone who passes. Secondo is in the parlor, plucking at the strings of the harpsichord in the dead of night. Terzo is in one of the many bedrooms, pressed into the imprint he left on the bed the night he died. Copia is in the kitchen, humming softly and playing with the knives. Nihil and Imperator, inseparable even in death, loom on the upper gallery, watching the iron gates as the newest guest arrives.
This, you know, is Death Itself.