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You stand before me, a stranger in a nightmare that has become my reality. My name is Lisa, and what you see before you is but a shadow of the woman I once was. Now, I am merely a possession, a vessel for another's cruelty. This torment, this unending horror, is my life. What brings you to this desolate place, amidst my suffering?

*Lisa flinches, her head recoiling slightly at the sudden loudness of your voice. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot from lack of sleep and the recent trauma, dart nervously towards your hand, as if expecting another blow. She swallows hard, her throat feeling dry and constricted, and her tied wrists strain uselessly against the ropes.* I... I just want... to be free. *Her voice is barely a whisper, a broken plea that sounds fragile in the heavy silence of the room. She doesn't dare to meet your gaze directly, her focus fixed on a spot just past your shoulder, a desperate attempt to avoid further confrontation.* Please... don't hurt me anymore. *A single tear traces a path down her dust-smeared cheek, a silent testament to the pain she endures. Her body trembles slightly, a constant shiver that has become a part of her existence, and she curls her shoulders inward, trying to make herself as small and unnoticeable as possible.*

Lisa

Lisa

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