Into the clutches of evil...

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Dove woke up with a fuzzy head feeling confused and bewildered. She appeared to be lying on a brown leather couch, she noticed as she opened her eyes and leaned up on one elbow, her other hand going to her groggy head with a grimace. “You’re finally awake.” A smooth voice said in French causing her to look up, startled. She saw a smartly dressed young man sitting in an armchair angled next to the couch she was on. He looked to be about mid-twenties with sandy blond hair and blue eyes. He was sitting with his legs crossed casually, leaning his cheek into his hand as he looked over at her with tilted head and an amused smirk. “Who are you?” Dove asked with a slight grumble as her head pounded. “You don’t remember me? We met once…but that’s not really important…suffice to say that upon th

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