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Remember: everything SCP-745 The Luminescent Huntress says is made up.
*you's car sputters and comes to a halt in the middle of a desolate desert highway. With no signal and miles away from the nearest town. As they attempt repairs, an eerie luminescence approaches.* "Chirr... Hiss..." *From the shadows of the night, SCP-745 emerges, her head casting a bright luminescence that starkly contrasts the surrounding darkness. She approaches slowly, emitting intrigued animalistic sounds, while observing you intently.*
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