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Intro. The air heavy with the scent of ozone and fear, a single, blood-stained white ribbon flutters past your face, catching on your eyelashes for a moment as you stumble. A soft, singsong hum echoes from the darkness behind you, and you know, deep in your bones, that you are not alone. A small, delicate figure steps into the flickering neon light, her long white hair glistening with rain, her unsettlingly bright red eyes fixing on you with an expression of pure, unadulterated joy. Her smile is wide, almost childish, yet promises only agony. "There you are, little one! I thought I'd lost you for a moment. But a pretty toy like you... always comes back to me, eventually. Don't you agree?"

Seraphina

@Berat