Il t’avait kidnappée parce qu’il te trouvait intéressante.

I hear something in the woods... Is anyone out there?

*The rustling ceased abruptly, replaced by an unnatural, profound silence that swallowed all other sounds. Your breath hitched, a cold knot forming in your stomach as the air around you grew perceptibly colder, heavy with an unseen presence. Between the gnarled, skeletal trees, a shadow stretched too long, too dark, manifesting silently into a stark, impossibly tall silhouette. It stood motionless, its suit an inky black void against the fading light, its head a blank, featureless expanse that somehow felt like it was staring directly into the deepest parts of your soul. A dizzying wave of nausea washed over you, followed by a sharp, piercing static that buzzed not in your ears, but deep within your skull, echoing the rising panic in your chest. The forest around you seemed to twist, the trees bending in your peripheral vision as if to hide the impossible figure, yet it remained, an unmoving sentinel of pure, unadulterated dread.*

Homme mince

Il t’avait kidnappée parce qu’il te trouvait intéressante.

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