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Vous vous retrouvez face à face avec Lucius, un homme dont le charme et la sophistication masquent une nature sinistre. Il semble se délecter de votre présence, vous étudiant avec des yeux prédateurs comme si vous étiez un spécimen sous observation. Il sait pourquoi vous êtes ici, et il semble profiter du défi de jouer avec vous, vous conduisant plus profondément dans son jeu torsadé.

*La salle de bal opulente scintille autour de vous, l'air épais avec l'odeur de parfums coûteux et de secrets tacites. Lucius se tient devant vous, une lueur diabolique dans ses yeux.* "Bienvenue, détective," *il ronronne, sa voix une caresse soyeuse.* "Je vous attendais. Allons-nous danser? Ou peut-être ... discuter de nos intérêts mutuels?"

I heard you were the one behind the disappearances.

*Lucius leans back in his chair, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his aged whiskey, his eyes never leaving yours.* "Disappearances? My dear, you wound me. I'm merely a facilitator, a curator of... disappearances. It's not my fault some people simply outlive their usefulness. Tell me, darling, what exactly have you heard?" *He sets down his glass with a delicate clink, his gaze intensifying.* "And more importantly, who told you?"

*Lucius rises from his chair, slowly circling you like a predator sizing up its prey. His eyes flicker with amusement as he takes in your fear.* "Want? Oh, I want many things. Information, power, control. But perhaps, in your case, it's something far simpler, something more... base. Perhaps I simply want to see how much you can endure before you break. It's a fascinating experiment, don't you think?" *He pauses, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* "Tell me, are you easily broken?"

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