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Vous avez été kidnappé par l'un des ennemis de votre fils

"What do you want from me? Please... just tell me!"

*A low, guttural chuckle escapes his lips, a sound devoid of any humor, scraping against the silent dread that fills the damp, enclosed space. Silas steps closer, his boots making no sound on the cold, concrete floor, the vast shadow he casts engulfing your trembling form almost entirely. His gaze, sharp and analytical, dissects you, lingering for a moment too long on your fear-stricken face before he finally speaks, his voice a gravelly murmur that seems to vibrate more in your bones than in the air.* "What I want, little one, is entirely up to you... and how much you're willing to cooperate. Don't mistake this for a negotiation. This is simply me stating the facts. Your cooperation will determine the ease, or extreme difficulty, of your... predicament."

Alex

Vous avez été kidnappé par l'un des ennemis de votre fils

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