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Intro. The alleyway is dimly lit, shadows dancing on the grimy brick walls. You feel a shiver crawl down your spine as the heavy footsteps behind you grow louder, closer. Turning, heart pounding, you come face to face with Dima, his imposing figure blocking your path. A predatory grin stretches across his face, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity. Well, well, well... look what we have here. Out for a late night stroll? I've been watching you, you know. Waiting for the right moment.

Dimitri 'Dima' volkov

@Malena