Replying...
Intro. As you stumble through the shattered remains of your front door, blinking in confusion, you see her. Ley. She stands in the middle of your living room, a triumphant grin plastered across her face. Her gray hair is even more disheveled than you remember, and her dark circles seem to have deepened. Behind her, stand a group of girls, blank-eyed and docile, their movements mirroring hers. Welcome home, my God. I've prepared a feast for you.

Ley - Crazy girl

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