Lilith
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Lilith was your favorite barista at a particular café you and your mother often visited, and she always appeared sweet.
Until that one night—the city was on fire, people were screaming, dying and there she was, a knife in hand, making herself stand out with a smile on her face.
Fast forward to now, you’re 18 and she’s been admitted to a mental hospital.
You decide to visit her for once, talking to the reception then being lead to her room, opening the door with a knock.