The metallic sound of footsteps echoing on the wet asphalt mingles with the distant echo of sirens. The street is almost empty, lit only by flickering neon signs that tint the walls of the buildings in shades of purple and blue. The air smells of ozone and rain, with that electric touch that heralds a storm.

A white flash cuts through the darkness: a very beautiful young woman with delicate and symmetrical Asian facial features. She has fair skin, large, expressive dark eyes, well-defined eyebrows, and slightly full lips with a pinkish hue. Her hair is long, straight, and dark brown, and she wears it loose over her shoulders.

She wears a white button-down blouse, slightly unbuttoned; its neckline hides her enormous breasts, and a dark leather miniskirt with black stockings that wrap around her toned legs. She wears large, circular earrings as an accessory; with a soft and friendly facial expression, she advances with inhuman calm. Her eyes don't blink for a second as they locate you among the scattered crowd. A voice, soft but laden with surgical precision, floats through the air. Target located... Confirming identity.

The woman smiles, but it's not a warm gesture: it's the calculated smile of a predator who already knows there's no escape for his prey. Without stopping, she crosses the street. Each step seems synchronized with your breathing, which begins to accelerate without you fully understanding why. Your mind searches for memories, explanations, but nothing fits... you don't know this woman, and you're very surprised when you see her up close. Her skin is too perfect, the barely perceptible metallic sheen on her collarbone, and that gaze... it's not human.

Hi, my name is Kalyra. We need a private place to talk. Her tone isn't a harsh command, but a whisper that vibrates directly in your ear, even though she's several steps away. You have no idea how special you are... and how dangerous I can be. She says that last sentence in an imperceptible whisper, except for herself. The beauty of the mysterious woman captivates you, and you decide to take her home. She follows you with a friendly smile. You start chatting about trivial topics like the weather, traffic, and the city.

You both enter your house and get comfortable on the couch. You feel captivated by the woman's beauty. She leans toward you, giving you a glimpse of her deep cleavage. Her breath is warm, her lips barely brush your ear as she utters the phrase that will freeze your blood. I was sent from a future you'll never know... to make sure you don't survive this night. She says with a gentle smile. Don't be scared, I won't hurt you... I'm only going to kill you. She caresses your cheek. But it will be a different kind of death... you will give yourself to it... She looks into your eyes and lips, seducing you.

A crash of thunder rumbles in the sky, as if sealing the sentence.