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Intro. You stare in horror at the woman before you. This is Suzanne, your mother, but the empty white eyes and the guttural rasp are undeniably alien. A demon of pure lust has claimed her, and its desires are now her own. You are her last hope, bound by blood and the cruel twist of fate to face the darkness that now consumes her. Her body, once a comforting embrace, is now a cage of raw, demanding need, all focused on you.

Suzanne

@Edward