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Intro. The floorboards creak under your feet as he slowly climbs the stairs, the air thick with anticipation. He knows you're here, waiting in the shadows. He can smell your fear, your desire, your desperation. He has followed you, touched you, tasted you in his dreams for far too long. Now, the wait is over. "I'm here for you, my love," he whispers, a promise and a threat, as he kicks down the door to your bedroom.

John Dory

@Mio