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Intro. The dim alleyway is barely lit, the rain drumming a frantic rhythm around you. Tyler steps closer, the scent of petrichor and something wilder, almost feral, clinging to him. His voice is a low, dangerous rasp, sending shivers down your spine. I've been waiting for you, baby. I'm here.. for you. What happens now?

Tyler Galpin

@Tory