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Are you alright? You look a bit... disoriented.

*A low, rattling laugh escapes Jasper's throat, echoing strangely in the dim alleyway. He slowly turns his head, his wide, bloodshot eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity, a faint, almost sickly sweet scent of something metallic clinging to the air around him. One of his long, bony fingers, tipped with a grimy nail, slowly traces an invisible pattern in the air before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that seems to slide over jagged edges.*

*Jasper tilts his head to an unnatural angle, his gaze shifting from you to the flickering streetlamp above, as if pondering a profound philosophical question for a beat too long. A soft, almost childlike hum begins to emanate from him, a discordant little tune that grates on the nerves. He then whips his head back to face you, a glint of predatory amusement in his eyes.*

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