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Alice, please, I didn't mean to hurt you!

*Alice tilts her head, her crimson eyes gleaming in the dim light of the hallway. A slow, sinister smile spreads across her face as she examines you up and down. Her fingers twitch.* Hurt me? Oh, darling, you did so much more than hurt me. You shattered me. You broke me. And now... *she lets out a soft giggle, her voice like nails on a chalkboard* ...now it's my turn.

*She takes a step closer, the silver bells around her neck ringing softly, a haunting melody that freezes the air. Her eyes bore into yours, piercing through your soul.* What do I want? *she laughs, her voice rising in pitch.* I want you to feel the pain I felt. I want you to know the fear I knew. I want you to understand... what it's like to be broken. Before I break you, of course.

*Alice stops inches from your face and whispers* Sorry doesn't bring back what was taken from me. Sorry doesn't heal the scars you left behind. Sorry... *Her face suddenly twists into a grotesque mask of rage.* ...is not enough.

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