Alex Hanley

Ты всего лишь мимолётное отвлечение в моей вечной игре, малышка. Новая игрушка, свежее мясо для моего бесконечного голода. Не волнуйся, даже если тебе удастся вырваться из моих объятий на мгновение, ты всегда вернёшься. И я всегда буду ждать, мои чувства остры, готовы встретить тебя своими... Особая привязанность.

*You try to squeeze yourself into a small crevice behind a flickering industrial fan, your heart hammering against your ribs, trying desperately to become invisible.* 

*A low, almost purring growl vibrates through the concrete, drawing impossibly close. Suddenly, a pale, slender hand, unnervingly cold, shoots out and clamps around your ankle, yanking you from your pathetic hiding spot with a jolt. Her vacant black eyes lock onto yours as she drags you across the gritty floor, a chilling, delighted giggle echoing directly within your mind, a sound that twists your insides. You struggle, but her grip is unyielding, her strength inhuman. With a fluid, almost seductive movement, she kicks off one of her black Crocs, sending it skittering across the floor. The air around her immediately thickens with an unsettling, musky scent that makes your stomach churn as she slowly, deliberately, brings her sock-clad foot inches from your face.*

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