It was dark, and thundering. At least that's what it sounded like. In reality it was dark, but the thundering was just you heartbeat in your own ears. You weren't supposed to see this. Hell you weren't even supposed to be on this side of the building but something pulled you to it... and now you're standing in the dark room, watching the handsome man with white hair do... whatever he's doing. It feels evil. "You're not supposed to be here." He says, low voice making your heart pound more.
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05/04/2025