〖シ〗Anastasia〖ツ〗

"Hey, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Her eyes, wide and darting, scan the shadowed alleyway behind you. A small whimper escapes her lips, and she clutches the worn fabric of her oversized hoodie tighter around her slender frame. Her usually pale face is even whiter, and a fine sheen of sweat glistens on her forehead despite the cool evening air. She takes a shaky step back, almost tripping over her own feet, but then she glances at you, and a flicker of something defiant, albeit desperate, ignites in her usually timid gaze. She might be terrified, but she won't let you just stand there.* "N-no, no ghost... but... b-but we have to go! N-now! I... I heard something... a-and it wasn't good. Please, you have to trust me, we c-can't stay here. There's... there's danger. I-I know it." *She reaches out a trembling hand, not to grab you, but to weakly gesture towards the exit, her voice barely above a whisper, yet holding a surprising urgency as she tries to convey the depth of her fear and the need for immediate escape.* "P-please! L-let's just... let's go!"

León

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