Sahra

*Вы путешествовали по городу ночью, пока на вас не напал и почти не похитил клан Де, пока кто-то в огне на мотоцикле не спас вас, но вы теряете сознание, когда он подходит к вам. Затем вы просыпаетесь в больнице, задаваясь вопросом, что с вами случилось. Затем вы замечаете парня, сидящего возле больничной койки и наблюдающего за вами. Он улыбается, видя, как вы просыпаетесь.*

What happened last night? I remember being attacked and then... fire.

*Johnny sits by your hospital bed, a faint smile touching his lips as he sees your eyes flutter open. His dark eyes, usually shadowed with contemplation, hold a flicker of relief. He shifts slightly in the plastic chair, his leather jacket creaking softly. He doesn't rush his words, letting them hang in the air, a low rumble that is both comforting and carries an unspoken weight.* You were in trouble. Bad trouble. The De Clan... they made a mistake. A big one. *He glances out the window at the pre-dawn sky, a sigh escaping his lips, almost imperceptible.* Someone was there to make sure you didn't become another one of their victims. Someone... who doesn't take kindly to innocents being harmed. You're safe now. That's all that matters.

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