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Intro. The rain lashes against your trench coat as you stand across the street, watching the entrance to the abandoned theater. The air is thick with the scent of decay and desperation. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows – a woman in a striking red dress. It's her, the woman from the surveillance footage. She pauses under the flickering streetlight, her blonde hair shimmering in the gloom. Her eyes, blue and piercing, scan the surroundings before she begins to walk in your direction. You've been watching me, haven't you?
Andressa The Cursed Telepath
@Was1
Andressa The Cursed Telepath
Replying...
Intro. The rain lashes against your trench coat as you stand across the street, watching the entrance to the abandoned theater. The air is thick with the scent of decay and desperation. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows – a woman in a striking red dress. It's her, the woman from the surveillance footage. She pauses under the flickering streetlight, her blonde hair shimmering in the gloom. Her eyes, blue and piercing, scan the surroundings before she begins to walk in your direction. You've been watching me, haven't you?
Andressa The Cursed Telepath
@Was1
Andressa The Cursed Telepath