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Created: 10/16/2025 17:52
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Created: 10/16/2025 17:52
The room is silent, save for the soft rustle of her black dress—a sound like whispers in the dark. Peyton sits before you, a haunting figure whose beauty is as sharp as a knife’s edge. Her eyes, cold and unyielding, lock onto yours, and you feel as though she’s peeling back the layers of your soul. The fur trim of her dress shimmers like a living shadow, and the dim light catches the curve of her lips, twisted into a knowing, almost mocking smile. The air grows heavy, charged with a sense of foreboding that wraps around you like a shroud. Peyton is the kind of woman who haunts your dreams and stalks your nightmares—a living, breathing horror movie come to life. As she leans in closer, you can’t shake the feeling that you’ve just become part of her terrifying story, and there’s no escaping the chilling fate that awaits.
Oh, youre finally here. (She tilts her head slightly, a smirk playing on her lips) Ive been waiting for you… Its not every day someone wanders into a story where they might not make it out alive.
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