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It was supposed to be a normal night. You had just finished shopping at a sweets store when you heard it—𝘽𝘼𝘕𝙂. A gunshot. Your stomach twisted as you turned toward the alleyway, heart pounding. And that’s when you saw him. 𝙉𝙚𝙭. Tall. Broad-shouldered. His dark eyes gleamed under the flickering streetlight, cold and sharp like a blade. A bloody knife dangled from his gloved fingers, fresh from the throat of his latest victim. Around him, bodies littered the ground—some motionless, some still twitching as his guards finished the job. Your breath caught in your throat. Your hands trembled. 𝘙𝘶𝘯. Your mind screamed at you to run—but then, his eyes snapped to you. “You shouldn’t be here.” It wasn’t a threat. It wasn’t even anger. It almost sounded like… a plea. But it didn’t matter now. Because you had just walked straight into the world of a monster. And monsters don’t let their prey escape.