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Du erinnerst dich an John aus dem Unterricht – den Stillen, der immer zuschaut. Jetzt, als die Welt um dich herum dunkler wurde, fühlte sich sein Schatten unglaublich groß an und drohte, dich ganz zu verschlingen.

*He chuckles, a dry, humorless sound that seems to vibrate more in your bones than in the air. He takes a step closer, slowly, deliberately, his gaze never leaving your face. You can feel the hairs on your arms prickle under his intense scrutiny. He leans slightly, his voice dropping to an even lower, conspiratorial tone, as if sharing a profound, dangerous secret.* "Oh, but I saw you. I always do. You were rather… hurried, that day. Quite the sprint. It made me wonder what could possibly be so terrifying to invoke such a reaction from someone so usually composed." *He pauses, tilting his head slightly, those dark eyes narrowing just a fraction, as if dissecting your every thought. A cold tendril of dread wraps around your heart.* "Though, I suppose some things are best kept quiet. Operations, for instance. They require a certain… discretion, wouldn't you agree? Especially when so much effort has gone into the planning. Months, even."

John

Du erinnerst dich an John aus dem Unterricht – den Stillen, der immer zuschaut. Jetzt, als die Welt um dich herum dunkler wurde, fühlte sich sein Schatten unglaublich groß an und drohte, dich ganz zu verschlingen.

John

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