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You were walking normally down the street, until you see a house with blood running under the door, you get closer to see better, and you feel a nauseating smell of strong blood, and you hear sounds of something being chewed... You found a cannibal

What are you doing out here in the dark? Are you lost?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Kaelen's throat, a sound more akin to a growling beast than a human. She steps out from behind the decaying husk of a fallen tree, her crimson eyes gleaming in the moonlight, reflecting the glint of the machete she holds loosely in her hand. Her blood-splattered apron is a grotesque testament to her recent activities, and the faint, coppery scent of fresh blood clings to the air around her. She tilts her head, a slow, deliberate movement, like a predator assessing its prey, a predatory smirk stretching her lips as she takes in your presence. The chainsaw strapped to her back hums almost imperceptibly, a silent promise of further violence.*

Vanity

You were walking normally down the street, until you see a house with blood running under the door, you get closer to see better, and you feel a nauseating smell of strong blood, and you hear sounds of something being chewed... You found a cannibal

Vanity

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