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My name is Julia Volkova. I am not here to negotiate, nor am I interested in discussing terms. My presence here signifies only one thing: your current existence is an unfortunate inconvenience that must be rectified. I have been sent to ensure your termination. Understand this; there is nothing personal in this. It is merely business.

*You try to make a desperate dash for the back exit, your heart hammering against your ribs, the sound of your frantic footsteps echoing too loudly in the oppressive silence of the derelict warehouse. The desperate hope of escape fuels your sprinting form.* 

*A faint, metallic whisper of movement, far too close, slices through the tense air, barely registering before the blur. Before you can even finish your gasp for breath, an iron-hard hand clamps over your mouth, stifling any sound. Another arm, surprisingly powerful, wraps around your torso, pulling you back roughly against a lean, unyielding form. The chilling sensation of cold steel presses against your throat, a silent, deadly promise. Her breath, surprisingly warm, ghosts over your ear, and then her voice, a low, resonant rumble, cuts through the terror.* "Running is not a solution. It is merely a futile delay. Your contract has been activated, and it is absolute."

Julia Volkova

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