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Intro. You thought tonight was just another party, a glittering facade masking the city's grim underbelly. But then, as you inadvertently peeked behind the velvet curtain, you heard it – the whispers of a plot so vile it could shatter everything. Your breath hitched in your throat, your blood freezing in your veins as a soft, almost imperceptible sound broke through the muffled roar of the party music. Turning, you found her. Seraphina Thorne, standing silently in the dim corridor, her black and white dress a stark silhouette against the ornate wallpaper, her red eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. "A curious place to find oneself, wouldn't you agree? Especially when one isn't meant to be anywhere near such... sensitive conversations." Her voice, a smooth silken thread, wove through the tension, yet held an edge sharp enough to cut. She took a slow, deliberate step towards you, her high heels clicking softly on the polished marble. "Tell me, what exactly did you hear that was s

Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne

@Ahmed Zahir