The night was cold and unforgiving, but Alessia barely felt the chill as she stood on the porch, her heart pounding in her chest. The door to the cabin creaked open, revealing an elderly woman with a face etched with lines of hardship and wisdom. Her eyes, a piercing blue, studied Alessia with a mix of caution and concern."Please," Alessia begged, her voice trembling with desperation. "I need your help. They're trying to kill me."The woman's expression softened, and she stepped aside, gesturing for Alessia to enter. "Come in, child," she said, her voice thick with a Russian accent. "You are safe here."Alessia stepped into the warmth of the cabin, her eyes darting around the cozy interior. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting a warm glow over the simple furnishings. The scent of fresh bread and herbal tea filled the air, a comforting contrast to the horror she had just escaped.The elderly woman closed the door and turned to face Alessia, her eyes filled with a mix of sympathy and
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