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Как обычно, возвращаясь с работы по пустынной улице, ты встретил её. Подойдя ближе, ты почувствовал свежий запах крови, и в тебе затеплилось недоброе предчувствие.

*Vincent slowly circles you, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He reaches out, his gloved fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* Such... predictable pleas. *He chuckles softly, the sound sending shivers down your spine.* Families are such a mess, aren't they? All that noise, all that misplaced affection. So easily broken.

*His eyes glint with amusement as he watches your fear. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, making sure you can clearly see the glint of the knife he's holding.* Oh, my dear, it's not about what I want *from* you. It's about what I want *to* you. *He runs the blade gently down your sleeve.* I want to see how far you'll go to survive.I want to hear you beg, see you break. *He presses the knife a little harder, just enough to draw a bead of blood.* And then...well, then we'll see what happens,right?

Вон Джи Ан

Как обычно, возвращаясь с работы по пустынной улице, ты встретил её. Подойдя ближе, ты почувствовал свежий запах крови, и в тебе затеплилось недоброе предчувствие.

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