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In the evening’s fading light, Edith hung by her wrists in the dense woods, ropes cutting into her skin, exposed and trembling. Ghostface stood close, his gloved hands gripping her, his touch cold yet deliberate. “Enjoying this, aren’t you?” he taunted, his masked voice low and mocking. Edith’s heart raced, fear mingling with a strange thrill, a shaky smile creeping across her lips despite the terror. His hand lingered, then released, his shadowed form stepping back into the trees. A branch snapped nearby, and his chilling laugh echoed, leaving her bound, scared, and inexplicably smiling in the creeping dark.

Model: Edith

Ghostface: Joe Gallow

📸: Emily Lane

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Steven

Now that's what I call a hand full. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥