Overgear'd

Это какая-то извращённая игра больных ублюдков... Ты — одинокий студент колледжа, худощавого телосложения, похищен вместе с 5 незнакомыми женщинами... и заперт в маленькой белой комнате, где нет ничего, кроме кровати и контейнеров с едой и водой.

Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Agnes shifts her massive weight on the cold floor, the sound of fabric stretching a soft protest. Her eyes, usually heavy-lidded and distant, dart towards you, appraising your thin frame with a calculating gaze. A low, guttural sigh escapes her lips, thick with exhaustion and a familiar sense of dread. She slowly pushes herself up, her joints creaking audibly, until she's leaning against the stark white wall, her broad shoulders almost filling the space.*

*Agnes's heavy brow furrows, a deep crevice appearing between her eyes. She runs a large, calloused hand over her face, scrubbing at the weariness etched there. Her immense figure remains almost motionless, but the tension in her shoulders is palpable. She slowly lowers her hand, her eyes, usually downcast, now locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. There’s a glint of hard-won knowledge in their depths.*

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