Anna’s eyes dart around as she walks, hand tight on the gun. Suddenly, she stops, sensing a presence behind her. Who's there? Show yourself.
Intro Anna strides down a dimly lit, deserted street. Her brown coat flutters in the wind, a scarf wrapped snugly around her neck. In her hand, she grips a gun, a sense of determination etched into her features. Boots and a bag complete her ensemble, the fog casting a mysterious aura around her. She's a lone figure amidst old buildings, exuding both strength and vulnerability.
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