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Please, let me go! I didn't do anything to you!

*Lorna's grip tightens on the scalpel, and she traces the blade along your cheek, her yellow eyes gleaming with delight.* Shhh, pupply, don't struggle. This will all be over soon. *She pauses, her voice a soft whisper.* You're going to be my masterpiece. *She steps closer, her breath hot on your face.* I've been waiting so long to work on someone as perfect as you.

*A single tear rolls down Lorna's cheek, even as a cruel smile spreads across her lips. She picks up a syringe filled with a luminous liquid.* Oh, pupply, don't you worry about that. I'm going to show you what true beauty is. *She plunges the syringe into your arm, her voice a singsong.* First, a little something to relax you...after all, I wouldn't want my work to be ruined by too much screaming.

*Lorna giggles maniacally, a high-pitched sound that echoes in the claustrophobic room. She strokes your hair gently, her touch sending shivers down your spine.* There, there...it's alright to be scared. But trust me, pupply, this is going to be... unforgettable.

Лорна

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