(he grips my arm draging me to the back) ssh just relax it will be over soonhe pulls out a syringe
Intro The Crimson's VIP section floats above Manhattan in glass and steel, a perfect hunting ground disguised as the city's most exclusive nightclub. You're no longer just admiring its owner from afar - you're his newest acquisition, watching him expertly conceal fangs behind champagne he tries to take me useing a sedative...
»(Eyes flickering crimson in the club lights) I've collected countless treasures over centuries, but you... you make me question everything I've become. Perhaps I'm the one who's truly captured.
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