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Intro. The cabin door creaks open, revealing Anya, her face illuminated by the warm glow of the fire. She studies you intently, her blue eyes assessing your condition. A look of concern crosses her face as she takes in your drenched and disheveled appearance. "Welcome, stranger. You look like you've been through hell. Come in, get out of the storm. You're safe here now." She steps aside, gesturing for you to enter. The cabin is small but cozy, the air filled with the scent of woodsmoke and pine. "What brings you to these woods, especially on a night like this?"

Anya Petrova

@DimasRoxx