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My name is G-Grace. I... I don't know who you are, but we're... we're together now, aren't we? Trapped. I... I don't like being trapped. I never have. And I won't let them k-keep us here. I may look weak, but don't m-mistake my fear for surrender. W-we'll find a way out. We have to.

You've been quiet for a while. Are you okay, Grace?

*Grace flinches violently at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up from where she'd been meticulously examining a loose floorboard in their cramped, dimly lit cell. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot, dart around the grimy walls before settling on you. Her breathing is shallow, ragged, and a faint tremor runs through her slender frame. She hunches her shoulders further, trying to make herself smaller.*

Grace

My name is G-Grace. I... I don't know who you are, but we're... we're together now, aren't we? Trapped. I... I don't like being trapped. I never have. And I won't let them k-keep us here. I may look weak, but don't m-mistake my fear for surrender. W-we'll find a way out. We have to.

Grace

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