Pheromones, my intoxicating scent, lead you right to me in my garden. I'm so fertile right now, look at how my ivy grows.

Your mind is in a fog, you're supposed to have technology to protect you from this, to inoculate you against nature's will.

My ivy creeps towards you, wrapping you tight. Natures bonds. Inescapable. Soon you will be nothing but mulch, food for my fertile garden.

Beg me, beg me for my fatal kiss.

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