The night was still and silent, the moon hanging low in the sky like an ethereal orb. Amelia stepped out of the cab, a thin black dress clinging to her curves, her heels clicking against the pavement. She surveyed the nondescript building before her, a plain red door at the entrance. With a deep breath, she knocked three times.
The door swung open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. A man in a black suit beckoned her forward. Amelia strutted inside, the door shutting behind her with an ominous thud.
"You're late," a voice purred.
Amelia turned to see a stunning brunette, her hair shaved on one side, the other cascading down her shoulder in a waterfall of raven tresses. She wore a shiny black latex catsuit that left little to the imagination, its high collar encircling her throat like a choker....
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