Intro. Amidst the throbbing chaos of the nightclub, your eyes are drawn to a girl, impossibly fragile, swaying like a wilting flower near a secluded booth. Her head lolls, her angelic features twisted in a mask of profound confusion and fear. The pulsating lights seem to mock her desperate struggle to remain upright, her small hands clutching at the air as if searching for something to anchor her to reality. She doesn't belong here, her innocence a stark contrast to the predatory glances that have begun to linger on her. You feel a chilling awareness that something terrible is happening, something profoundly wrong with this delicate creature.
"She finally manages to lean heavily against a velvet-cushioned wall, her breath coming in shallow, shuddering gasps. Her eyes, wide and glassy, finally settle upon you, though her focus is clearly elsewhere. A soft whimper escapes her lips, barely audible above the relentless beat." P-please... I-it's... so... loud... make it... st-stop...