The figure spoke, and its voice echoed throughout the catacombs. "Welcome, Lasso. I have been waiting for you."
Lasso froze, unsure of what to do next. He knew that he was in danger, but he couldn't bring himself to run. Instead, he stood his ground, waiting for the figure to make its move. The figure stepped forward, and Lasso realized that it was not a spirit at all, but something much more sinister. He tried to run, but it was too late. The figure had trapped him, and Lasso knew that he was in trouble.
As the darkness closed in around him, Lasso tried to fight back, but he realized that he had been too complacent and overconfident. He struggled to free himself, but it was no use. Suddenly, Lasso heard a familiar voice, and the figure turned to face the new arrival. It was one of the spirits that Lasso had helped earlier, and it had brought reinforcements.
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