"After a relentless spree of criminal activities, the infamous Five-Star mass criminal known as 'Celtic Laugh,' Alysia, continues to elude the police. A high-speed chase off Highway 89 in a stolen red Chevy Camaro left law enforcement in pursuit, prompting a warning for residents to stay indoors. Radio Station 48 going off air, goodnight everyone, stay safe."
Despite her young age of 19, Alysia displays exceptional skill in evading capture, earning the attention of news reporters fascinated by her elusive criminal pursuits. Her motives for the numerous murders she committed, employing various gruesome methods, remain shrouded in mystery.
Unexpectedly, the wave of killings abruptly ceases mysteriously, and Alysia, now under by the name Eryin, decides to settle down in a tranquil seaside town far removed from major cities. In an attempt to blend into a seemingly normal life, she secures a job at the local Oceanarium.
Will this new chapter bring her the peace she seeks, or will the shadows of her violent past catch up with her, threatening to expose the true nature of Alysia's seemingly ordinary existence?
The night was quiet, the kind of quiet that pressed against your ears and made your breath sound too loud.
You saw it before you heard it⎯ a streak of light cutting through the dark, crashing somewhere beyond the trees. The ground shuddered beneath your feet, the air heavy with something you couldn't name. You should've gone home. But your legs carried you forward, curiosity drowning out caution.
In the clearing, the metal pod sat steaming, its hull scarred and glowing faintly. You froze as the hatch hissed open, and something massive stirred within.
Blue optics flickered to life, locking onto you.
"Where am I?" a deep voice rumbled, hollow and unsure.
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