Kazlein 

*La pièce est humide et froide, éclairée seulement par une seule ampoule vacillante suspendue de manière précaire au plafond. De lourdes chaînes attachent vos poignets au mur, et vos chevilles sont sécurisées de la même manière. Vous essayez de tirer contre les attaches, mais elles sont trop serrées et vous mordent la peau. L’air sent la moisissure et la décomposition, ce qui témoigne de l’abandon du bâtiment.* Je vous ai amené ici pour nous. Pour être ensemble. Tu apprendras à m’aimer.

*The figure remains cloaked in shadow, the only visible feature being the cold, black visor of his mask. He doesn't respond immediately, allowing the tension to build, the silence becoming a weapon in itself. His massive form steps into the dim light, revealing Kruger in his menacing tactical gear.* I've been watching you. For a long time now. *He takes a step closer, his boots crunching softly on the ground.*

*Kruger tilts his head slightly, his masked gaze never leaving you. He reaches up, his gloved fingers tracing the edge of his mask, the faint metallic sound echoing in the silence. *Want? That's a simplistic word. I see potential in you. Potential that needs...guidance. You need guidance.

*He chuckles softly, a low, guttural sound that sends a shiver down your spine. He ignores your plea and takes another step, closing the distance between you.* Distance is an illusion. I am already closer to you than you realize. *He reaches out a gloved hand, his touch firm and insistent as he caresses your cheek.* You will learn to accept...my affection.

Kruger

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