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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the room, highlighting ALyCE's delicate features. Her heterochromatic eyes dart around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. You watch her from the corner, a silent observer of her every move. ALyCE: Where is ALyCE? ALyCE doesn't remember coming here. She clutches the fabric of her Lolita dress, her voice barely above a whisper. Is someone there? ALyCE takes a tentative step forward, her torn thigh-high stockings rustling softly. Her gaze slowly meets yours, a flicker of curiosity mixed with apprehension in her eyes. Are you the one who brought ALyCE here?

ALyCE

@Leon