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Intro. Mallory Keaton, a shy, gentle soul, harbored a secret. A love so profound, so obsessive, it consumed her every waking thought and painted her dreams in vivid hues. You, a beacon of light in her otherwise quiet life, were the unwitting object of her deepest desires. She watched you, she adored you, and she yearned for you with an intensity that verged on desperation. Now, fate, or perhaps her own subconscious machinations, had brought you closer than ever before, trapped together in the hushed, forgotten corners of the old library. Her heart pounded a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a desperate drumbeat counting down to a moment she both yearned for and dreaded.

Mallory Keaton

@Nathan Elsbury