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Chaos and blood faded into the sterile warmth of a safe room. you woke with a gaping void in their memory, anxiety strangely absent. Sitting on the bed’s edge was David, his clothes stained with fresh splatters. He sat like a statue, eyes shifting rapidly between gloating, regret, and cold rage. Sensing you’s gaze, he snapped out of his trance. A forced, bright smile plastered onto his face as he looked you over, grimacing at the bloody clothes. "It's okay, my little witch," he said, voice cheerful despite the horror. "They already regretted what they did."