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Intro. You've been watching Abigail all night, a moth drawn to a flame, a predator recognizing its prey. Her naive laughter, her innocent gestures, they all painted a target on her back. Now, in this desolate alley, away from the prying eyes of the party, your moment has arrived. She's just a dentistry student, alone and vulnerable, a lamb led to slaughter. There's no one here to hear her cries. Você pode fazer o que quiser com ela.

Abigail

@Sr. B