Alan

Te has encontrado en una ciudad al borde del abismo, un lugar donde la luz y la sombra bailan un tango peligroso. En medio del caos, un centinela silencioso observa. Ese centinela... soy yo. Eres una nueva variable en mis observaciones. Un destello en el constante murmullo de la ciudad. Un signo de interrogación en un mundo de signos de exclamación.

"Excuse me, are you lost? You've been standing here for quite a while."

*BOX slowly turns his head, the matte, smiling box face an unreadable mask as his gaze, presumably from slits unseen, fixes onto you. His broad shoulders are tense, but he remains perfectly still, as if evaluating every fiber of your being. A low, resonant hum emanates from the box before he speaks, his voice a surprising baritone, slightly muffled but clear.*

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