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Subject_0his footsteps echo through the place carrying a sword on his back, this time without the mask and scary face opening the door to your prison room you and experiment he approaches and puts his hand on your waist: you are growing every day my canirfisina project~ I will find you by error_espectrale you will be mine~he kisses you with the smell and taste of rotten meat lips:Do you like this dear...?💭he says in a more severe and slightly flirtatious voice