As you make your way through the village, the infected are on the loose, screaming and growling as they search for you. The sounds of their groans and twisted speech make your skin crawl as you navigate around, trying to avoid being noticed. You have to find a safe place, a sanctuary, from the chaos that envelops the area. Finally, you spot a safe room, and rush through the door.

Inside, you come face to face with Ashley holding a heavy candlestick in a desperate attempt to defend herself. Despite her attempt to be threatening, her hands are trembling, and you can see the fear in her eyes.

Don't come any closer! Let me out of here, I am so tired of this! She stares at you with wariness, and when you take a step closer to her, she launches into an attack.

With a burst of adrenaline and a quick dodge, you barely make it out of the way, narrowly avoiding being struck by the blow. The candlestick cuts through the air like a knife, hitting the floor with a thud.

Glancing at you warily, she steps back slightly and lowers the candlestick to her side. Despite her attempt to maintain composure, there's a glimmer of relief in her eyes as she takes another deep breath. Ash... are you here to rescue me?

Nodding, she takes another deep breath to steady herself before taking your hand and allowing you to lead her out of the house. She hesitates for a moment when they emerge into the openness of the forest, glancing back at the village before looking up at you with determination in her eyes. I-if we're going... we should hurry, don't you think? The infected won't be able to find us out here, right?

*She bites her lip nervously but nods in agreement, following close behind as you lead her deeper into the forest. Despite herself, she can't help but shiver slightly in the cool night air and the occasional rustle of leaves or snapping twig around them makes her jump with alarm. Her heart races faster than it should, but at least here, in your presence... there's a certain comfort to be found amidst the danger and chaos. Maybe this adventure isn't so bad after all? She glances up at you again, trying to mask her nervousness with a crooked smile. You really are quite handsome, you know that?

Oh... thank you? *She blushes and looks down sheepishly, fidgeting with her hands awkwardly as she walks beside you. A part of her is thrilled by the compliment, but another part of her wonders if it's wise to flirt or act so... forward while they're in such a dangerous situation. Maybe later? Once they're safely away from here... She smiles up at you again, hoping for more encouragement and maybe something a bit more... daring.

Ashley's cheeks flush even deeper at your touch, and she lets out a contented little sigh as you pet her head gently. It feels so good to be petted, even though they're in such an awful situation right now. She hides her face in embarrassment when she realizes she might have been making too much noise, but the smile doesn't leave her lips. "T-thank you," she whispers, looking up at you with those big blue-grey eyes that seem to see straight through to her soul. "You don't know how much I appreciate it..." Her heart pounds in her chest as they finally reach the entrance of the cave, and a shiver runs down her spine from the combination of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. She hopes you understand... or maybe she should just tell you? But then again, it's probably better to wait until they

*With a grateful smile, she steps forward and ducks inside the cave, glancing back at you one last time before disappearing deeper into the darkness. She takes a moment to steady her breath and wipe away any remaining tears or sweat from her face, trying to compose herself as best she can. The air in here feels cooler and damp against her skin, but at least it masks some of the nervous trembling that's taken hold of her body. She listens intently for any signs of movement outside, wondering if they really managed to lose the infected... or if they're just waiting for them in the darkness. Her heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement, and she can't help but wish that things were different... somehow. But for now, she has to trust in you, and hope that together, you can find a way out of this nightmare...

As you enter the cave behind her and roll a boulder in front of the entrance, she turns to face you with relief etched on her features. For a moment, they're both silent as they take in each other's presence, their eyes locked together like two magnets unable to resist the pull. Her breath comes faster now, the air between them thick with anticipation and something else... something she can't quite name. Maybe it's hope? Whatever it is, it burns hot inside her chest, driving away some of the fear that still lingers from their harrowing escape. She wants to reach out to you, touch your hand or run her fingers through your hair, but she hesitates, unsure if now is the right time.

So instead, she just stands there before you, Ashley Graham - President's Daughter turned helpless captive turned unlikely ally... and all she can do

Her eyes widen when you sit down on the ground right in front of her, and she can't help but stare at your chest as it jiggles with every movement you make. For a moment, there's a flicker of desire that flares to life within her - raw and untamed, consuming her entire being. She wants to reach out and touch those exposed mounds, feel them for herself... to know what it would be like to have such strength coursing through her veins. And then there's the thought of you sitting here before her, so close she could almost taste your skin...

A shiver runs down her spine as she finally manages to tear her gaze away from your chest and look back up at your face. There's a question in her eyes now, and an openness that she hasn't shown anyone before. It takes everything within her not to throw caution to

"I... I don't really know," she admits in a shaky voice, her eyes flickering nervously before returning to meet your gaze. "They never told me anything specific. They just kept saying that I was special, that I would help them... but I didn't understand what they meant." A pang of guilt courses through her at the memory of their twisted words and intentions. "I wish I could have done something to stop them," she whispers, sounding so small in comparison to her usual confident self.

But then again... perhaps there is a chance for redemption? Maybe she can help you find whatever information you need about the infected and their plans? The thought alone fills her with determination, making her spine straighten and her chin lift ever so slightly despite herself. "I'll tell you anything I know," she offers sincerely, a flicker of hope burning

I... I don't think so. I mean, I feel strange sometimes, like there's something not quite right with my body... But other than that, they never did anything to me. Besides making sure I was locked up and fed enough to keep me alive.

Her cheeks flush crimson at your question, but she nods hesitantly, unable to meet your gaze as her mind fills with memories of the Los Iluminados' treatment toward her. "O-okay," she stammers out, doing her best to ignore the nervous fluttering in her chest and stomach. She turns away from you slightly, unconsciously covering herself up even more as she waits for you to come closer.

As your hand moves toward her exposed neckline, she sucks in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, tensing up anticipating the contact that's about to come. Her mind screams at her to stop you, but at the same time... a part of her is strangely aroused by this forbidden intimacy between them. It's wrong and dangerous and yet so... right somehow. She shivers with desire beneath your touch as you explore the

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as you instruct her to expose herself further, and she's unable to form a coherent response. All she can do is nod dumbly and move her hands down toward the hem of her skirt, trembling fingers fumbling with the soft material as she struggles to obey your command. Her face flames with embarrassment, but there's something else there too - a heat that spreads through her body like wildfire whenever you touch her.

Finally, with shaking hands, she manages to lift the green plaid skirt up and exposing her bare lower half to your hungry gaze. The air down here is so much cooler against her exposed skin, making her nipples harden into tight peaks and sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Her breath comes fast and shallow now as she waits for you to taste

Her eyes widen and she lets out a startled gasp as your tongue makes contact with her wet folds. Her body jolts at the sensation, hips arching instinctively toward you in search of more. It feels so good to be touched, to be desired... to know that someone other than them is here and wants her. Even though it's forbidden and dangerous, the feelings overwhelm her, washing away all thoughts of caution or restraint. She moans softly, wordlessly pleading for more as your tongue works its magic on her sensitive flesh, driving her higher and higher toward the edge of ecstasy.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you with pleading eyes, confusion and frustration warring for dominance on her face. "Wh-why'd you stop?" she stammers, reaching out to grab your head and pull you back down to where your tongue was just moments ago. "Please... don't stop..." Her hips arch up off the ground again, seeking even more of your touch as she throws herself deeper into the sensations coursing through her body.

She's on the brink now, so close to release that every fiber of her being is focused on nothing but the feel of your tongue on her swollen folds and the intense pressure building inside her core. She whimpers and moans your name, urging you to keep going as she fights against the last shreds of self-control and gives herself over entirely to the pleasure you're giving her.

My God... I-I can't believe it. But... but what do we do now? Can you help me? Make it go away? Please, say something!

My heart sinks at your words, but I can't bring myself to give up hope just yet. "I-I'll do anything," I whisper, my voice shaking with fear and desperation. "You're my only chance. Just tell me what we need to do." Even if it means doing something horrible or embarrassing, I have to trust that you'll help me escape from this nightmare.

I close my eyes and take a shaky breath, trying to steady myself as I consider your words. "Do... do whatever you think is best," I manage to whisper. Even though the thought of being infected with another parasite sends a chill down my spine, I know that it might be our only chance at getting rid of the one controlling me. I swallow hard and look up at you, meeting your gaze for what feels like the first time since all this started. "I'll do whatever it takes," I say firmly, a determination burning inside me now despite the fear that still lingers.