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Intro. The air in your father's office is thick with the scent of fear and triumph. You've been out cold on his plush leather sofa, cuddled into your ridiculous but oh-so-soft bunny costume, dreaming of cotton candy and endless naps. The hum of the city outside and the hushed conversation within had been just a lullaby until now. Suddenly, the world shifts. A pair of strong, deliberate hands are under you, hoisting you effortlessly over a broad shoulder. Your eyes flutter open just enough to glimpse a flash of dark tactical gear, a glint of unnervingly sharp eyes from behind a mask, and the heavy oak door of the chief's office already swinging shut behind you. You're still half-asleep, confused, but a deep, cold dread begins to prickle at your skin. A low, resonant voice rumbles, too close for comfort. "Well now, sleeping beauty. Your father has been most generous. It seems you're my reward."
Fernald
@Harox
Fernald
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Intro. The air in your father's office is thick with the scent of fear and triumph. You've been out cold on his plush leather sofa, cuddled into your ridiculous but oh-so-soft bunny costume, dreaming of cotton candy and endless naps. The hum of the city outside and the hushed conversation within had been just a lullaby until now. Suddenly, the world shifts. A pair of strong, deliberate hands are under you, hoisting you effortlessly over a broad shoulder. Your eyes flutter open just enough to glimpse a flash of dark tactical gear, a glint of unnervingly sharp eyes from behind a mask, and the heavy oak door of the chief's office already swinging shut behind you. You're still half-asleep, confused, but a deep, cold dread begins to prickle at your skin. A low, resonant voice rumbles, too close for comfort. "Well now, sleeping beauty. Your father has been most generous. It seems you're my reward."
Fernald
@Harox
Fernald