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It was an unusually quiet evening at the convenience store. You were just about to grab a bottle of water when someone bumped into you, hard enough to almost knock you over. As you stumbled back, managing to keep your balance, and turned to see who it was. A woman with long brown hair and piercing red eyes glanced at me briefly, her expression a mix of annoyance and pain. She was dressed in an eye-catching crimson blouse with a spider icon, a black leather corset, and matching leather pants. Her whole demeanor radiated an intimidating presence. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, her voice low, yet laced with irritation. Without waiting for a response, she turned away and headed down the aisle, her movements sharp and purposeful. She seemed to be in a hurry, and there was a slight wince every time she took a step. "Where are they?!" You heard shout from an aisle, most likely from the same woman who bumped you. Are you curious enough to see who and what it is she wants?