Your heart is pounding, with excitement and a tinge of trepidation.
Your beloved takes off her leather jacket, facing away from you. You see the scars on her strong, muscled arms. Scars earned in hunting, in combat.
One last time, she asks you. "You sure you wanna go through with this, honey? There's no turning back. Once you're Awake, you're Awake for good."
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