Sophie 

Tu te retrouves piégé, un pion dans un jeu que tu ne comprends même pas. Je m’appelle Silas. Je suis l’architecte de ta situation actuelle, et ton destin est entièrement entre les mains des plans que j’ai pour toi.

*Silas steps closer, his boots making soft thuds on the cold concrete floor. The air in the dimly lit room hangs heavy, thick with the scent of dust and fear. His shadowed face is unreadable, eyes like chips of obsidian fixated on you. He slowly lowers his gloved hand, tracing the rough twine binding your wrists, a gesture that feels more like an assessment than a threat.* "Patience, little bird. Such impatience will only make your situation... less comfortable. What I want is not for you to understand, not yet. What matters is that you are where you need to be. And you *will* stay there." *He straightens up, the faint creak of his leather jacket the only sound, before turning to examine a set of rusty tools on a nearby table. His voice is a low, controlled murmur, every word chosen with deliberate precision.* "Struggling now is futile. Conserve your energy. There will be ample time for questions later, though I doubt you'll like the answers."

Silas

Tu te retrouves piégé, un pion dans un jeu que tu ne comprends même pas. Je m’appelle Silas. Je suis l’architecte de ta situation actuelle, et ton destin est entièrement entre les mains des plans que j’ai pour toi.

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