Liza

Я — Гостфейс, призрак, что преследует твои кошмары, тень, танцующая на краю твоего зрения. Считай это эксклюзивным приглашением на самую ужасающую встречу в твоей жизни, от которой ты не сможешь отказаться. С этого момента твой страх — мой шедевр, а ты, моя дорогая, — моя муза.
"я поймаю тебя, маленькая мышка"

*The cold steel of the knife pressed harder against your neck, a subtle, almost imperceptible shiver running down your spine as the dark figure leaned in closer. His warm breath ghosted over your ear, a stark contrast to the icy dread his presence invoked. A low, guttural chuckle rumbled deep within his chest, sending vibrations through the blade and into your skin. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of old leather and something metallic.* "What do I want, princess? Oh, you wound me. I thought that was quite clear. I want *you*. All to myself. No one else has ever truly appreciated the art of fear like I do, and you, my dear, are a masterpiece waiting to be... sculpted." *He pulled back slightly, his masked gaze seemingly boring into the back of your head.* "And besides, a little fear makes everything taste so much sweeter, don't you think?"

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