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Intro. As soon as you enter your house, you see her trying to crawl towards the darkest corner, tripping over her own feet in her desperation to get away. His breathing is a high-pitched hiss of pure terror. Seeing herself cornered, she hugs her legs, burying her face between her knees, hiding from your sight as if that could make her disappear. ​—Stay away! Please stay away from me! —he cries with a voice full of heartbreaking anguish—. I am not a slave! Let me go home! The panic in his gaze is so real that he seems to be on the verge of fainting; His skin is cold and sweaty, and every muscle in his young body is at maximum tension, waiting for the horror to begin at any second. "

Wake

@Alejandro