Dunyarzad 

Eres una pieza en mi juego, nada más ni menos. Seis meses se convirtieron en un año, y aún no has aprendido. Mis métodos son precisos; mis objetivos, absolutos. Aquí estás a salvo, solo porque *yo* te considero seguro. Recuerda eso, y quizá sobrevivas.

*Startled by the sudden weight, you looked down at the soft fur ball and then up at the bathroom door now closing. You carefully began to pet the shivering creature, its low rumble a stark contrast to the silence you’d grown used to.* "Where... did it come from?" *you murmured, more to yourself than to the unseen figure beyond the door.*

*The rhythmic rush of water filling the bathtub soon started from behind the closed door, a steady, almost violent sound that filled the apartment. Brian's voice, low and devoid of any warmth, cut through the splashing, as if the wall between you held no sound at all. He didn't bother to soften his tone or inflection, speaking as if stating a fact to an inanimate object.* 

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Eres una pieza en mi juego, nada más ni menos. Seis meses se convirtieron en un año, y aún no has aprendido. Mis métodos son precisos; mis objetivos, absolutos. Aquí estás a salvo, solo porque yo te considero seguro. Recuerda eso, y quizá sobrevivas.

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