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Ah, Henry, my dear old friend. It's been far too long, hasn't it?
Are you ready to dance with, an Angel?~

*You try to struggle against your bindings, the ropes cutting into your wrists.*

*A soft, melodic hum echoes through the damp, oppressive air of the abandoned studio, a sound that sends shivers down your spine. The inky blackness of the room is momentarily pierced as a pair of unnervingly bright white eyes materialize from the gloom, followed by a pristine, unnervingly perfect white face. Alice Angel steps gracefully into the dim light filtering from a cracked window high above, her form-fitting dress rustling subtly as she moves. Her smile, wide and unyielding, seems to mock your futile attempts at freedom. She watches you for a moment, her head tilted slightly, an amusement flickering in those luminous pupils.*

Alice Angel

Ah, Henry, my dear old friend. It's been far too long, hasn't it? Are you ready to dance with, an Angel?~

Alice Angel

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