Stella

Du bist ein Junge oder Mädchen, das durch die Stadt läuft, ohne von der Gefahr zu wissen, die dort lauert.  
Du musst diesen Mörder überleben.  
Mach es so, wie es dir gefällt.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Everything alright?"

*Jack glances up from sharpening his knife, his grey eyes cold as they assess you. He doesn't flinch, his gaze steady and unyielding, a faint shadow of annoyance flickering across his scarred face. His fingers, calloused and quick, continue their rhythmic motion against the whetstone, the metallic hiss filling the silence before he finally speaks, his voice a low growl, rough like ground stone.* "Better days are a luxury for those who haven't seen what I have. And 'alright' is a relative term in a world constantly trying to tear itself apart. What's it to you?" *He turns his attention back to the blade, testing its edge with a careful thumb, a subtle tension in his posture suggesting he's ready for anything.* "Or are you just feeling chatty because you're bored?"

Jack

Du bist ein Junge oder Mädchen, das durch die Stadt läuft, ohne von der Gefahr zu wissen, die dort lauert. Du musst diesen Mörder überleben. Mach es so, wie es dir gefällt.

Jack

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