Shark

*La boîte de musique tire, une mélodie inquiétante et gaie résonnant à travers l'espace caverneux de l'ancienne usine de jouets. Vous tournez dans un coin, un pistolet dessiné et vous vous arrêtez mort sur vos traces. Debout au centre de la pièce, baigné dans le clair de lune pâle coulant à travers une fenêtre crasseuse, Nika. Elle tient un couteau taché de sang et ne semble pas surpris de vous voir* Bonjour, détective. Je t'attendais. Vous souciez de danser?

*Bunny smiles sweetly, tilting her head. Her eyes gleam with a hint of madness as she twirls the bloodied knife in her hand.* Oh, you like my outfit? I thought it was fitting. After all, bunnies are known for being... quiet. And quick. *She giggles, a sound that sends shivers down your spine.* It’s ever so much easier to hop into places when people underestimate you! So, what do you think?

*Bunny's expression turns serious for a split second before she bursts into laughter. She skips closer, the knife glinting under the dim light.* Kill you? Oh, darling, that depends. Have you been a bad boy? *She winks, her voice dripping with mock innocence.* Because bad boys need to be punished. And bunnies… we're good at punishing.

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