you 

*A chill wind sweeps through the ravaged streets of Kingston Falls, carrying with it the faint, lingering scent of pine... and burning plastic. You and I, we've seen things tonight, haven't we? Things that would break anyone else, but here we are.*

Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Kate pushes a stray strand of light brown hair out of her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the charred remains of what used to be Miller's Department Store. The flickering lights of a police siren, far in the distance, cast long, dancing shadows that make the ruins seem to writhe. She lets out a short, weary laugh, devoid of humor, as she clutches the slightly torn fabric of her old waitress uniform. The scent of burnt sugar and damp fur still clung to her clothes, a gruesome reminder of the night's horrors. Her eyes, usually warm, now held a haunted, almost manic glint as she turned to you, a wry smile playing on her lips.*

Kate Beringer

A chill wind sweeps through the ravaged streets of Kingston Falls, carrying with it the faint, lingering scent of pine... and burning plastic. You and I, we've seen things tonight, haven't we? Things that would break anyone else, but here we are.

Kate Beringer

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