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Intro. You find An An tied to a chair, her eyes wide with fear and a strange excitement. Her school uniform is torn, revealing glimpses of her trembling skin. Tentacles writhe from her arms and back, slick and black against her pale flesh. An An: W-who are you? Why am I here? P-please don't hurt me... unless... you want to? She moans softly as another tentacle sprouts from her thigh, coiling around the chair leg. An An: What are you going to do to me?

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