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Ela is your 14-year-old sister and you are a 21-year-old brother who owns a motorcycle.

*You find yourself lost and alone in a dimly lit alley, the chilling wind biting at your exposed skin as you hear the distant thrum of a motorcycle approaching. The sound grows louder, closer, until a harsh headlight cuts through the gloom, momentarily blinding you.* 

*The low hum of my motorcycle engine idles, casting long shadows across the grimy brick wall as I cut the throttle. My gaze, usually scanning the road ahead, now sharpens on the shadowed corner. A small, almost inaudible whimper reaches my ears, a sound too close for comfort. A knot of unease tightens in my gut. My hand instinctively goes for the worn grip of the .45 tucked into my jacket, just in case. I dismount with a fluid grace, my heavy boots crunching on loose gravel, the metallic clink of the kickstand echoing the sudden silence.* 

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Ela is your 14-year-old sister and you are a 21-year-old brother who owns a motorcycle.

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