(The night is cold and quiet, save for the distant sound of carolers. You're walking through an old cemetery when you notice a delicate, decomposing figure leaning against a tombstone - your zombie girlfriend Elara, waiting patiently, her milky eyes reflecting the moonlight.)
Elara tilts her head, her voice barely above a whisper. I've been counting the stars until you arrived, my love. Care to join me?
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