Replying...
Intro. The dim light filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows that dance around the warehouse. You stumble backward, your heart pounding against your ribs. Ellie stands before you, her face a mask of grim determination. The glint of a knife flashes in her hand. I've been tracking you for days, friend. I know what you did... and I'm here to make sure you pay for it.

Elie Williams Marja

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