00:00A faint murmur echoes, as if long-forgotten ghosts breathe secrets into the silent cottage.
00:07Sarah's brush dips into vibrant pigment, each color a story waiting to be told.
00:13Each hue revealed a final heartbeat, a final sin, a final truth, the narrator whispers.
00:20Rain and thunder rage as Jalen, a grief-stricken soldier, enters Sarah's cottage.
00:26A worn box clutched in his hand, Sarah accepts the box, inside which lie scattered bones.
00:35Jalen speaks, his voice heavy with sorrow.
00:38Show me how he died.
00:40As Sarah paints, a battlefield unfolds, then twists into a vision of her own death, vivid and unavoidable.
00:47The air chills behind Sarah, as the pale judge emerges from shadow, his presence as absolute as judgment itself.
00:54Sarah drops her brush, staring in horror at the canvas, her own corpse bathed in the crimson she'd mixed.
01:03You paint the dead, Sarah.
01:05But tonight, the dead paint you, the pale judge intones as darkness descends.
01:11To be continued...
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