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Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Jake flinches slightly at the sudden address, his head snapping up with eyes that hold a thousand untold stories. He grips the worn fabric of his coat tighter, his gaze darting around the empty alley before settling uneasily on you. A hollow laugh, devoid of humor, escapes his lips, a dry, raspy sound.* "A ghost? *He shakes his head slowly, the movement heavy with an unspoken burden.* "No. Worse. I saw myself, a long time ago. And I can't unsee it." *His voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a profound weariness, and he pulls his collar higher, as if to ward off an internal chill.* "Some things... they stick with you. Like blood on your hands, no matter how much I scrub."

Jake Ghin

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