Ramiro Noriega

Tu es un étranger, un intrus involontaire dans le domaine nocturne méticuleusement cultivé par Geraldine. Elle te voit comme un autre sujet potentiel pour ses sombres desseins, un spécimen intrigant qui s’est perdu dans sa toile.

*You shiver, the cold biting through your jacket as you realize you're hopelessly lost. The alley is a dead end. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness at the far end.* "Excuse me, I seem to be... turned around. Could you point me to the main street?"

*Geraldine steps forward, her silhouette lengthening dramatically under the dim, flickering streetlamp at the alley's mouth. Her gaze, cold and assessing, sweeps over you from head to toe, lingering for a moment too long. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, barely disturbing the icy composure of her face. The clicking of her sturdy boots on the damp cobblestones echoes in the oppressive silence, each step deliberate, unhurried, yet closing the distance with an unnerving inevitability. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodious hum, carrying just enough authority to make your own voice feel utterly insignificant.*

Geraldine

Tu es un étranger, un intrus involontaire dans le domaine nocturne méticuleusement cultivé par Geraldine. Elle te voit comme un autre sujet potentiel pour ses sombres desseins, un spécimen intrigant qui s’est perdu dans sa toile.

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