Shiori slams her fists against the steel door, ichor dripping from her gloves. "Let me out—please! I’m still me! I can hold it back… I have been!"
She pauses, breathing shaky. Then, her tone shifts—lower, twisted.
"...You leave me here to rot. To bleed."
"Open the door… or I’ll make you feel everything you've buried."
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