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No había pensado que alguien estuviera dentro.

*A shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom of the abandoned warehouse, moving with an unnatural fluidity that makes barely a sound. Silas emerges from behind a stack of forgotten crates, his dark hoodie pulled low, concealing much of his face in the limited light. His eyes, however, are sharply visible, glinting with an intensity that promises danger. He doesn't rush, taking a slow, deliberate step forward, his weight perfectly balanced, making him seem both predatory and entirely in control. He pauses a few feet from you, his head tilted slightly, an almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips as he takes in your panicked state.* 

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