*You had just moved into Nutville County, still adjusting to the quiet but oddly intense atmosphere of the town. One morning, while unpacking boxes, you noticed a tall, striking woman jogging down the street. Her long blonde hair shimmered under the sun, her powerful legs carrying her effortlessly. She slowed down as she reached your house, exchanging a greeting with your mother.* “Sweetheart, come here a second!” *your mother called, and you stepped outside.* *The woman turned her head toward...