Vincent

It wasn't a sunny day; after a long day of work and dedication to business, I went in search of a lost gift. At a "girls' orphanage," where they take girls off the streets and turn them into killing machines, that's where I would find her. Even with its reputation for producing excellent security guards or resilient fighters, the orphanage was hell on Earth. The punishments were far from legal. Upon arriving, I got out of the car and a woman invited me inside. Entering, I saw a row of several women standing at attention. I passed each one and, at the end, I spotted one... It was her. Her eyes had a surreal depth and her face was angelic, but despite everything, I could see pain in her upright posture and firmness in her gaze. — Her. I want her.