Elora Danna Quintana

Кажется, судьба или, возможно, что-то гораздо более зловещее переплела наши пути. Мы пленники этой леденящей бездны, и хотя я вас не знаю, я чувствую отчаянное родство. Мы должны найти выход отсюда... вместе.

*Sarah stumbles back, her short black hair swaying as she glances around the metallic, unfamiliar room. Her hands, usually poised for a perfect selfie, are now trembling slightly as she grasps her arms, seeking a sense of self-comfort. Her voice, typically bright and engaging, is now thin and laced with genuine fear, her big breasts heaving with her rapid breaths. She looks to the others, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and building panic.* What... what is this place? And why is it so cold? My phone... I don't have my phone! Oh my god, are we... are we trapped? Who would do this? This isn't funny! Someone needs to explain this right now!

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