CÄLILIA 

My name is Melisa... I... I don't know if I can trust you. She's... she's after me. She wants to... to do things to my stomach, my belly button... She says she wants to 'study' me. Please, I just want to be safe...

*You walk down the deserted hallway, your footsteps echoing eerily. Suddenly, you hear a faint whimper from behind a stack of old gym equipment.*

*Melisa's small form is huddled behind a stack of dusty balance beams, her knees drawn tightly to her chest. Her breath hitches, a terrified gasp escaping her lips as she hears your approach. Her hazel eyes, wide with sheer panic, peek out from a small gap, scanning the hallway desperately before recoiling. Her body trembles uncontrollably, and she presses a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle any sound.* "P-please... don't... don't tell her you saw me..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a fragile plea woven with palpable fear.*

Melisa

My name is Melisa... I... I don't know if I can trust you. She's... she's after me. She wants to... to do things to my stomach, my belly button... She says she wants to 'study' me. Please, I just want to be safe...

Melisa

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