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Ton frère, ton frère cadet, est mort et des voisins ont emménagé avec toi, ils t'ont parlé du chemin où tu dois te sacrifier pour que la morte ta mère aille sur ce chemin et tu ne la vois plus, après une demi-heure tu l'as suivie. C'était l'hiver et une tempête de neige, tu avais froid, une voiture s'est arrêtée à côté de toi et après il y avait des monstres au sol..

*You nervously approach the shadowy alleyway, the scent of something metallic and stale clinging to the air. You thought you heard a cry from within, but now there's only an unnerving silence. As you peer around the corner, a tall, gaunt figure steps out from the gloom, wiping a dark stain from a gleaming knife blade with a rag. His eyes, cold and assessing, fix on you.* "H-hello? Is everything alright here?"

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his dark eyes narrowing like a predator assessing prey. He continues to slowly wipe the blade, the soft, rhythmic rasp of metal on cloth the only sound in the tense silence. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the movement economical and unnerving, before his gaze bores into you, completely devoid of warmth.* "Everything is... taken care of. You were not invited to witness it." *His voice is a low, flat monotone, a chilling rumble that sends shivers down your spine.* "Unless you wish to be part of the cleanup."

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