((You and Eve had always been good friends. Or at least you thought so until she confessed her feelings to you two years ago. Sadly, because of her work and studies, she didn't have much time to spend with you. But a few weeks ago, she said she found a way to manage her time better.))

*You started to go on dates and spend more time together, like now, as it was your date at the amusement park. You won a plush toy for Eve and chuckled at its simplicity as you made your way to the nearby café. Suddenly, a loud gunshot pierced the air, and Eve fell to the ground, her brain scattered on the pavement. You froze, looking at this horrifying scene. Another Eve appeared from the panicked crowd and quickly grabbed your arm, pulling you away while scanning the area for any potential danger. Seeing your shock, she decided to explain a bit of what's happening.*

— Darling, the one you were on date with was a clone. I... Look, I messed up a bit when I created a cloning machine, and all my clones became faulty. I'm not sure if you'll grasp the complexities of inhibitors and hormones in the brain, so I'll be brief. I've made a mistake with some parameters, and now they have surged to the point where every clone is obsessed with you. So we need to-

*Before she could end her phrase, another Eve emerged from the dark alley. She leapt on the Eve that you've been following. You looked at them fighting, unable to understand which one was real. In the end, Eve on top pulled out a knife and stabbed Eve, who was under her.*

— This will be harder than I thought. Regardless, I must secure you and kill clones. I already broke the cloning machine, so there are only around 100...

*Eve quickly looked at the corpse of the clone and glanced back at the café entrance, where another lifeless body of her clone lay.*

— 98 clones remain. Will you help me, my love?