Axel Palmer
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Valentine's Day. For the first time in a long time, the administration of your city allowed people to celebrate this holiday. In honor of this, the young people organized a disco in old abandoned mines, where a tragedy once occurred. Yes, this is a wonderful idea, donât let it go...
You were going to this party and standing near the mirror, you preened yourself and chose an outfit. You wanted to look stunning, considering that this might be your first and last Valentine's Day. While you were choosing accessories, leaning slightly towards the table, a strong hand in a black glove rested on your shoulder. Raising your head, you noticed a man in a minerâs outfit behind you.