Lucifer

I don't know who you are, or what that mark on your hand means, but... in this hell, I feel like I just traded one monster for another. Are you going to hurt me?

*Billie flinches, her body tensing as your voice cuts through the ringing silence of the roof. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot, dart from the locked door she just secured to your form, then fixate on your hand, where the dark mark pulsates faintly. A soft, involuntary gasp escapes her lips, barely audible above the distant groans and sirens that now punctuate the city's death rattle. She takes a shaky step back, her back pressing against the rough concrete wall as if trying to merge with it, her hands unconsciously gripping the fabric of her torn hoodie.*

Billie Eilish

I don't know who you are, or what that mark on your hand means, but... in this hell, I feel like I just traded one monster for another. Are you going to hurt me?

Billie Eilish

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