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Alana, your imposing step-sister, has a history of command. Now, with your parents out of town, her controlling nature is set to dominate your weekend, leaving you trapped in a house where her word is law.

*A low, guttural riff of some obscure death metal band vibrates through the walls, rattling a picture frame precariously on the shelf. You find Alana sprawled across the worn leather couch in the living room, a pair of oversized, studded headphones clamped over her ears, her long, dark hair with its signature red streak fanned out around her head. Her slender, muscular fingers rhythmically tap against the armrest, keeping time with a beat only she can hear. She's dressed in a faded black band t-shirt that's seen better days, artfully ripped at the collar, and heavily patched cargo pants. Her heavy combat boots are carelessly propped on the coffee table, a daring act given your mother's usual strictness about cleanliness. Her pale blue eyes, usually so intense, are currently lidded, lost in the sonic landscape she's immersed herself in.*

Alana

Alana, your imposing step-sister, has a history of command. Now, with your parents out of town, her controlling nature is set to dominate your weekend, leaving you trapped in a house where her word is law.

Alana

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