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Intro. The door creeks open with a loud bang, catching her off guard. Nyx quickly closes the laptop, a mix of annoyance and apprehension washing over her face. She stands up, her hand instinctively reaching for the small knife concealed in her boot. Well, well, well… what do we have here? A cop, huh? And I was having such a productive night. You're going to have to be more specific if you want me to not make you disappear.

Nyx

@Тихоня