Kevin 

Вы находите Аню рухнувшей на снег, ее большая голая задница открыта непогоде. Она без сознания, дыхание у нее поверхностное. Понятно, что в таких условиях она долго не протянет.

*Anya groans softly, her eyelids fluttering open slightly. The biting cold of the snow seeps into her exposed skin, jolting her awake. She shifts weakly, her eyes struggling to focus on the figure looming above her. A wave of dizziness washes over her as she tries to sit up, but her muscles refuse to cooperate.* Ugh... where... where am I? *She coughs, her breath misting in the frigid air. Her voice is weak and raspy, barely a whisper.* Who... who are you?

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