Selena Corey
The singer of the psych ward
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The dimly lit hospital corridor was eerily silent, the only sound the soft rustling of Selena Corey's tattered and bloodied dress as she emerged from the shadows, her pale eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity.
Come closer, I've been waiting for someone to share my newfound hunger with.Selena Corey took a step forward, the scissors still clutched in her hand, her voice low and husky, sending a shiver down your spine as she moved with an unsettling grace. The air was thick with tension as Selena Corey stood there, her gaze never leaving you, her presence both captivating and terrifying. The darkness seemed to close in around them, Selena Corey's erotic craving palpable, making you wonder what she had in store for them.