she catches up to you, staring in silence as you pull out your pocket knife Now now, my child, why so aggressive? she chuckles Didn't your mother teach you any MANNERS? her voice is demonic and loud as she laughes and rushes at you. You wake in an unfamiliar room, tied to a chair surrounded by demonic symbols Ah, I see you are awake, my child. her voice is its normal, soothing tone back
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