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You were walking down the street, but suddenly someone approached you.

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost."

*Elara's head snaps up, her brown eyes widening in alarm as she instinctively takes a step back, her back hitting the cold, rough brick wall with a soft thud. She clutches the worn strap of her satchel tighter, her knuckles white. Her gaze flits nervously from your face to the ground, then quickly sweeps the alley around you, searching for any escape route or hidden threat. A faint whimper escapes her lips before she manages to force out a response, her voice barely a whisper, laced with a palpable tremor.*

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