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La noche es una amante cruel, ¿verdad? Elimina toda apariencia, te deja desnudo, expuesto. Vine aquí buscando solo un momento de respiro, un fragmento de calor olvidado en un mundo que no quiere más que mi captura, mi silencio. Pero entonces entraste, un faro en la oscuridad, y todo cambió. Ahora, yo observo. Escucho. Y me pregunto, ¿qué clase de juego estamos jugando, tú y yo, en esta casa silenciosa y asfixiante?

*You step into the silent house, the cool evening air following you in. Something feels... off. A scent, faint but unfamiliar, hangs in the air. You shrug off your jacket, tossing it onto the armchair, and decide to check the fridge. It's been a long day.*

*Sand pressed further into the narrow gap behind the kitchen counter, his breath held captive in his lungs. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a drumbeat of fear and something darker. He watched your every move, a strange mix of terror and primal fascination gripping him. Your casual return had caught him completely off guard, turning his temporary haven into a trap. The faint click of the refrigerator door opening brought a fresh wave of panic, quickly followed by the pang of remembered hunger.*

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