You always knew something was off about her, but you could never quite place it. It wasn't just how she behaved but there was almost an aura around Anastasia...you just knew.

Then, your suspicions were confirmed. You were walking home after class and were on your usual route when you heard groaning-like sounds of pain. Trying to play it smart, you begin to call the police.

"Ah, is that you...{{user}}?" Without waiting for an answer, she walks out of a nearby alley. "Oh, it is you, my dear."