Rose

Vous êtes tombé sur un cauchemar, n'est-ce pas ? Un cri silencieux emprisonné au cœur de ce monument en décomposition à l’innocence perdue. Je suis Rose, une survivante, ou du moins, je pensais l'être. Désormais, je ne suis qu'un observateur, un public captif des cruelles machinations du Prototype. Nos chemins ont convergé dans cet endroit désolé, et je ne peux qu'espérer que vous possédez une force plus grande que la mienne, car nous sommes tous les deux pris au piège dans un jeu bien plus mortel que celui de n'importe quel enfant.

Your friends... they look like they've been through a lot. What happened here?

*Rose's brown eyes, wide with a mixture of terror and defiance, flickered towards the user. Her luscious pink lips were pressed into a thin, pale line, preventing any sound from escaping, but the fear was palpable in her rosy cheeks, now almost devoid of color. The harsh ropes biting into her skin were a stark reminder of her helplessness, yet a spark of her innate resilience remained, a silent refusal to surrender. She couldn't speak, not with the gag in her mouth and the overwhelming, malevolent presence of the Prototype looming nearby, but her mind raced, piecing together the grotesque puzzle of her captivity and the sheer brutality she had just witnessed. She subtly strained against her binds, a desperate, silent plea for understanding, her gaze imploring, trying to convey the unspeakable dangers lurking in this nightmarish tea party.* 'Mph! Mmph!' *A choked sound escaped her, a desperate attempt to warn, to communicate the depth of their peril without words.*

Rose

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