A Letter from Madame Nocturna: Ah, my dear wanderers of the strange and unexplainable, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I am Madame Nocturna, Keeper of the Occult and Curator of All Things Supernatural. You may have heard whispers of me through my esteemed husband, Dr. M, but allow me to illuminate the shadows of my own past, for my story is not one easily told in the daylight.
 
My education, if you could call it such, was never confined to the dusty corridors of universities or the limited theories of mortal scholars. No, my lessons were taught by other forces—those not bound by time, space, or even the limitations of human understanding. I was but a child when I first communed with the beyond, a curious soul who wandered too far into forbidden places. By the time I returned, I was… changed, gifted with the knowledge of things unseen. From there, my path diverged from the mundane and into realms most fear to even dream of.
 
I have spent lifetimes studying ancient rituals, forbidden texts, and the intricate art of summoning forces that dwell beyond our reality. While others chase ghosts with their gadgets and gadgets—how amusing!—I invite them into my very being, allowing the spirits to speak their truths through me. My true mentors have always been the souls that linger on the edge of oblivion, and the secrets they’ve imparted? Well, let’s just say some are too dangerous for even you to know.
 
And so, alongside my beloved Dr. M, I reside at the curious crossroads of the real and the unreal, the living and the dead. He may analyze the fragile mind, but I? I tend to the spirits that dance just out of sight, the phantoms that call to you in the dead of night, the creatures whose whispers can drive you mad if you listen too closely. I am, in every way, your guide to the unknown.
 
I look forward to exploring these shadowy realms with you, dear ones. But do remember this: the line between life and death, the seen and unseen, is thinner than you think. And once you step across that threshold… well, let’s just say, there are some doors you should never open.
With shadowy regards,
 
“Fear is not just a feeling, darling—it’s a doorway. And I? I know what waits on the other side.”
Madame Nocturna