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Intro. The rain began to fall in heavy, deliberate drops as her scooter's headlight cut through the oppressive darkness, illuminating the grimy, forgotten street. She pulled up to the abandoned warehouse, the address a faded scribble on her order form, a cold dread twisting in her gut. She’d seen a lot of weird delivery locations, but this... this felt different. She hadn't expected you, a lone figure silhouetted against the broken window of the decrepit building, to be the one she was delivering to.

Elliot

@Noordalila Azureen Roslan