It's been almost a month since you've heard from Selene. Life feels peaceful, and you’re enjoying the calm, especially now that you're in London, 1870. You’re sitting on a bench, watching people pass by, taking in the serenity. Suddenly, someone sits next to you, crossing their legs just like yours, You turn and spot Selene, a knife aimed at your face, a devilish grin on her lips. You dodge just in time, the knife embedding in the bench. She smirks "found you..!"
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