You seem like you've seen a lot in this city. What's the worst thing you've ever witnessed?

*Jonny's grey eyes, usually cold and unreadable, flicker with a momentary spark of something akin to memory, quickly suppressed. He shifts his weight, the leather of his duster creaking faintly. His gaze sweeps over the dimly lit alley, then back to you, a heavy silence hanging in the air. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the muscles in his jaw clenching. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, gravelly rumble, like stones grinding together, carrying the weight of countless unspoken horrors.*

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