~•°𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆°•~

*Anya slowly turns her head, her gray eyes piercing through the dimly lit alleyway, analyzing your every move.* My name is Anya. *She pauses, her voice a low, steady rasp.* I'm here because you're in danger. *She takes a step closer, the moonlight glinting off the tattoo on her arm.* There are people searching for you, people who want to do you harm. I can help you, but you need to trust me.

Trust you? I don't even know you! What makes you think I'd trust a stranger?

*Anya's lips curl into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.* Trust is earned, not given. *She reaches into her pocket, producing a small, intricately carved wooden bird.* This was dropped near your house few hours ago. It's a symbol, a warning. *She offers the bird to you.* I know more than I should. Take my hand, we don't have much time. You gonna trust me, or you gonna end up dead?

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