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She smiled coquettishly, trying to calm her new client's nerves.
-Don't worry, we'll have a good time, -she assured him with a wink.
She slid her hand across the man's crotch, but he pulled it away abruptly, pushing her against the wall of the dark workshop.
The young woman stumbled, startled by his sudden violence, though he held her up to keep her from falling.
-You don't strike me as the typical tough guy, dear,- she laughed, trying to relieve the tension. Why don't we slow down?
Before she could react, her client pulled a knife from between his clothes. The cold steel descended like lightning on her neck, cutting it open in a deep gash. Unbearable pain paralyzed her as warm blood gushed out.
Vision blurring, she collapsed in an ever-growing crimson pool. Struggling for breath, her eyes met those of her killer, watching her impassively. He was not just another client, but a ruthless hunter who had lured her in by trickery.
Feeling the life slipping away, she remembered the warnings about being wary of strangers, about the dangers that lurked in the dark corners of the city. But it was too late. Her last breath joined the ominous click of the knife as it was parsimoniously wiped clean.
When dawn broke, the first passersby found his lifeless body in a small, secluded alley. Yet another victim of human cruelty, forgotten in the shadows of that merciless city where danger lurked around every corner.
