Psychopath: In The Woods
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Looks can be decieving.
Poor Silver Arcaña was locked up inside her home all her life, she can't disobey an direct order from her parents. So as much as she wanted to go out, she chose to obey their only rule. Do not go out of the house.
But one day, something snapped. And the next thing she know, she was killing lives. She doesn't really mean that, but the voice keeps telling her to do it.
Do it.
DO IT!
She was left with nothing but to do as the voice saids. Besides, she likes the feeling of blood drifting off of her face.
You've been warned. So, don't let her catch you.
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