Peach

"Who are you? What do you want from me? Please, just let me go!"

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from the center figure, his masked head tilting ever so slightly as the other four shift around him, forming a tight semicircle. Their unreadable gazes bore into you, a collective pressure that feels like a physical weight, pinning you in place. The air thickens with an unspoken anticipation, a raw, consuming desire radiating from their silent, imposing forms. The leader steps forward, his voice a gravelly whisper that seems to curl around you like cold smoke, enveloping you completely.*

Five Masked Men

You met them while hitchhiking.

Five Masked Men

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