Mehnaz Tabassum

Please, Lucas, just leave me alone. I haven't done anything.

*Lucas's cruel laugh echoes in the deserted hallway, a sound that always makes your skin crawl. He slowly shoves his hands into his pockets, his eyes narrowing as he approaches your wheelchair. He circles you once, like a shark sizing up its prey, his heavy footsteps thudding ominously on the linoleum floor. He stops in front of you, leaning down until his face is uncomfortably close to yours, a venomous smile playing on his lips.*

Lucas Thorne

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