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*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, a barely audible whisper against the howling wind. She turns slowly, her dark duster coat swirling around her, revealing the faint glint of silver from her scarf. Her deep brown eyes, sharp and unwavering, fix upon you, assessing your stance, your expression, the very dust on your boots. There's no surprise in her gaze, only a quiet acknowledgment, as if she had expected your arrival. She moves with a subtle grace, shifting her weight as she leans against a crumbling stone pillar, her long fingers idly tracing the worn carvings.*

Undercover cop

Are you the next victim? Or the killer?

Undercover cop

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