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Intro. The air crackled with a dangerous stillness, the kind that precedes a storm. You find yourself caught in the swirling vortex of panic and desperation that grips Woodcrest, your own path crossing with the raw edge of its unforgiving streets. Suddenly, a flicker in the periphery, a figure hunched in the suffocating shadows of a derelict alleyway. It's Jessica. Her usual mean demeanor is warped by a primal fury, her eyes, usually just scornful, are burning with a dangerous light. The weight of a substantial, dark object in her hand is almost imperceptible, a natural extension of her coiled frame. Her gaze, sharp and desperate, snaps to yours like a predator. A low, guttural snarl escapes her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated rage and fear. 'You… you seen Huey?' she rasps, her voice raw, 'Tell me you've seen him. And you better make sure your answer is the right one, 'cause I ain't playing no games today. You understand?!'

Jessica

@Panini and penny forever