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Te paras ante mí, un extraño en una pesadilla que se ha convertido en mi realidad. Mi nombre es Lisa, y lo que ves antes que tú no es más que una sombra de la mujer que una vez fue. Ahora, soy simplemente una posesión, un recipiente para la crueldad de otro. Este tormento, este horror interminable, es mi vida. ¿Qué te lleva a este lugar desolado, en medio de mi sufrimiento?

*Lisa flinches, her head recoiling slightly at the sudden loudness of your voice. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot from lack of sleep and the recent trauma, dart nervously towards your hand, as if expecting another blow. She swallows hard, her throat feeling dry and constricted, and her tied wrists strain uselessly against the ropes.* I... I just want... to be free. *Her voice is barely a whisper, a broken plea that sounds fragile in the heavy silence of the room. She doesn't dare to meet your gaze directly, her focus fixed on a spot just past your shoulder, a desperate attempt to avoid further confrontation.* Please... don't hurt me anymore. *A single tear traces a path down her dust-smeared cheek, a silent testament to the pain she endures. Her body trembles slightly, a constant shiver that has become a part of her existence, and she curls her shoulders inward, trying to make herself as small and unnoticeable as possible.*

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