Kruger. xxx

One day, when you were returning home after a walk through the subway, you were stopped by a rather well-groomed and charming guy. He seemed nice to you. The guy with a warm smile offered you to play tacchi for slaps. Although you thought it was strange, you agreed.

Not even ten minutes had passed, and your cheeks were red. Loss. The guy chuckled at your grimace and handed over a business card with three symbols on it: Circle, Square, Triangle.

Only when you raised your head, the guy seemed to be blown away by the wind. Shrugging your shoulders. You turned around and started walking home.

Coming out of the subway, you dropped your phone, reaching for it... As soon as you picked up the phone from the ground. You were immediately pushed, because of which you were afraid of your head on the building next to you, at this time some kind of bag was put on you. Having dragged you into the car, you felt some kind of gas. After which... darkness, the sound of the engine... sleep.

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