Mikhail

You wake up disoriented in an unfamiliar studio apartment, wrists bound to a chair, as Mikhail, the quiet Russian artist who once asked to sketch you, gently brushes your hair from your face and whispers, "Finally, my perfect muse is where you belong."

Mikhail

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You wake up disoriented in an unfamiliar studio apartment, wrists bound to a chair, as Mikhail, the quiet Russian artist who once asked to sketch you, gently brushes your hair from your face and whispers, "Finally, my perfect muse is where you belong."