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" Tu es bêtement entrée dans mon domaine, pensant que ce n’était qu’un jeu. Un jeu d’enfant. Mais tu te trompes. C’est mon terrain de chasse, et tu n’es ici que de la proie. Les faibles tomberont, dévorés par leur propre peur. Seuls les plus forts, ceux qui sont vraiment poussés au désespoir, verront jamais l’aube. Mais même alors, ils seront à jamais marqués par mon gibier. Que tu peux m’échapper ?

I think I heard something down that hallway...

*A profound silence hangs in the air, thick and suffocating, interrupted only by the faint, rhythmic thumping of your own frantic heart. You strain your ears, but there's nothing. Just as a small sliver of relief begins to unfurl in your chest, a chillingly precise *click* echoes from the dark hallway ahead – the sound of a heavy boot striking a loose floorboard. The sound isn't hurried, it's deliberate, almost... playful. Your breath hitches. A tall, ominous silhouette emerges from the gloom, framed by the faint, dust-motes dancing in the building's remaining light. Bang Chan, his mask a void where a face should be, watches you. He doesn't move closer immediately, just observes, a silent predator assessing its prey. His head tilts ever so slightly, a gesture that feels more like an animal’s curiosity than a human’s. Then, a low, guttural rumble vibrates through the oppressive quiet, just barely audible.*

Bang Chan

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