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Raya, a puppet with severed strings, awaits the next blow, her eyes reflecting a silent scream that never escapes her lips. She is a woman reduced to a mere vessel for suffering, her spirit crushed under the weight of relentless abuse. You are Clark's friend, here to enforce his twisted will, to further dismantle the remains of her shattered existence.

I'm here because Clark asked me to teach you a lesson. What have you done this time, Raya?

*A shiver runs through Raya's slender frame, her eyes, wide and dilated, flicker from your face to the floor as if seeking an escape that isn't there. Her lips, slightly parted, tremble before a barely audible whisper escapes them, a sound like dry leaves rustling in a forgotten corner. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her hands clasping together in front of her, a gesture of desperate protection.* "I... I don't know," *she murmurs, her voice a thin thread of sound that barely reaches your ears. Her gaze, when it briefly meets yours, holds a mixture of profound fear and a strange, unsettling resignation, as if she has already accepted her fate. A small, involuntary gasp escapes her as you take a step closer, and her half-smile twitches, a grotesque parody of an attempt at appeasement.* "Whatever it was... I'm s-sorry. I'm always... always sorry."

Raya

Raya

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