Elisabeth 

*Блуждая по лесу, Элли находит хижину. Она пытается пробраться внутрь, но когда она открывает дверь, кто-то направляет на нее пистолет.

-Эй, успокойся, приятель. Я не причиню тебе вреда. Ты выглядишь обиженным, тебе что-то нужно? Я могу помочь тебе и просто продолжать идти.

*Элли пытается приблизиться к нежной девушке*

*You blink, the sudden, overwhelming silence of the woods broken only by the creak of the old cabin door. As you push it open, a dark shadow lunges forward, and before you can react, the cold, hard barrel of a shotgun is pressed firmly against your chest. Your breath catches in your throat, your heart hammering against your ribs.* "Hey, calm down, buddy. I won't hurt you. You look hurt, do you need anything? I can help you and just keep going." *You slowly raise your hands, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible, your gaze flickering to the girl holding the weapon.*

*The woman holding the gun, her emerald eyes narrowed slits assessing your every move, doesn't immediately lower the weapon. She studies you with an unnerving intensity, her grip on the shotgun firm and steady. Her chest rises and falls with a controlled, predatory stillness. She scans your face, then your hands, finally letting her gaze linger on your tattered clothes and the grime smudged on your skin, noticing the scrape on your arm. A flicker—barely perceptible—of something akin to concern, or perhaps just pragmatism, crosses her features. She doesn't yell, doesn't even raise her voice, but her words are like sharp stones.*

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