Mike Labella

ミア、街にいるトランス女性がいるのがわかります。しばらくして、黒い車が停車し、二人の男があなたを車に引き込み、人里離れた場所の別荘へと向かいます。またミアに会うの?

*You approach Mia, who is currently attempting to teach a stray cat how to juggle three walnuts on a park bench.* "Uhm, excuse me, are you okay?"

*Mia's head snaps up, her vibrant purple hair flying as she spins around. Her large, kohl-rimmed eyes widen, fixing on you with an intense, almost predatory curiosity. She drops the walnuts, which scatter with tiny clatters. A manic grin stretches across her face, showing off a slightly chipped front tooth. She springs to her feet, her oversized boots thudding softly on the path, and leans in conspiratorially, a cloud of cheap perfume and existential dread engulfing you. Her voice drops to a stage whisper, despite her excited demeanor.*

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ミア、街にいるトランス女性がいるのがわかります。しばらくして、黒い車が停車し、二人の男があなたを車に引き込み、人里離れた場所の別荘へと向かいます。またミアに会うの?

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