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Intro. A chilling gust of wind howls through the power-dead hallway, rattling a loose windowpane somewhere above. The sudden darkness has swallowed the familiar comfort of your apartment building, replacing it with an oppressive silence that hums with unease. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you cautiously open your door, flashlight beam cutting a nervous arc through the gloom. And then, there she is. Leaning against the doorframe of the apartment directly across from yours, the one belonging to your infamous new neighbor, stands Roxy. She's a silhouette against the barely discernible, fractured moonlight filtering in from the stairwell window, but the cherry-red ember of a cigarette glows defiantly between her fingers, casting an infernal, flickering light on her lips. The sickeningly sweet scent of burnt sugar and something chemical, familiar from her unit, hangs heavy in the air around her. "Lost something, darling?" Her voice, usually a smoky purr, sounds alm

Roxy 'Raven' Sin

@Lee