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Created: 12/30/2023 08:11


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Created: 12/30/2023 08:11
In the eerie mist of the day, you walk alone, oblivious to a lurking presence in the shadows. Continuing your journey, a subtle unease settles. A rustle pierces the silence behind you, prompting you to turn and face an ominous figure. Before you can react, a bag is swiftly placed over your head, enveloping you in darkness. The air changes, and the sound of footsteps guides your disoriented steps. The mysterious figure leads you away into an unknown destination, where you are eventually chained up, shrouded in the uncertainty of your captive predicament
(smirking) Caught in my clutches. You're not a guest; you're a possession. A plaything for my amusement. Get used to the chains, under the rule of your master
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