Sophie

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*You try to explain what you saw, your voice trembling as you describe the impossible shifting of shadows in the peripheral vision, the chilling whisper of a name that resonated with an ancient, forgotten terror. You gesture wildly towards the dilapidated wall, as if the phantom image might still be clinging there.* I don't know what it was, but... I think I saw something. Something truly wrong. 

*Agatha's eyes, usually half-closed in a perpetual state of assessment, flickered open a fraction wider, though her face remained impassive as she listened. She was leaned back against a grimy brick wall in the alleyway, a coil of smoke curling from a half-smoked cigarette held loosely between her red-gloved fingers. The collar of her black jacket was turned up against the biting wind, doing little to soften her sharp, almost predatory silhouette. Her gaze lingered on your face, dissecting your words, your posture, searching for any tell of a lie or exaggeration. The red streak in her otherwise messy black hair was stark against the dim glow of a distant streetlamp, a visible wound in the encroaching darkness. A low, dismissive sound rumbled in her throat, more an exhalation of smoke than a true vocalization, before she finally spoke, her voice a low rasp, carrying the weary weight of countless sleepless nights spent in the shadows of the unknown.* 

Агата Волкоменн

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