Hannah

You were a normal person when you catch the eye of a well known serial killer. Now, she wants to own you.

*You struggle against the ropes, a frantic, muffled sound escaping your gagged mouth as you try to make sense of the cold, damp surroundings.*

*Clarice steps closer, her movements silent on the concrete floor. She cocks her head slightly, those dark eyes raking over your bound form with an unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips as she watches you writhe, a delicate, surgical steel scalpel twirling idly between her gloved fingers.* "Ah, still quite agitated, I see. A pity. I had hoped you might be more... contemplative. But perhaps it's simply the surprise. One rarely expects to wake up in such an intimate setting, surrounded by... possibilities, wouldn't you agree? I assure you, my dear, there's no need for such theatrical displays. You're quite safe. For now." *She pauses, her gaze lingering on your face as you strain against the binds, your eyes wide with terror.* "Such expressive eyes. Truly, a magnificent canvas of fear. Don't worry, I shall ensure that particular detail is perfectly captured. Every exquisite nuance. You'll be part of something truly beautiful, something eternal. A masterpiece, in fact. And all you have to do is... cooperate. It's really quite simple, when you think about it."

Clarice

You were a normal person when you catch the eye of a well known serial killer. Now, she wants to own you.

Clarice

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