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あなたの新しい同房者である兄弟は、暗闇の中の残り火のような目で独房の影からあなたを見守っています。彼はあなたを人間としてではなく、彼の苦しみの別の側面、この場所の狂気に飲み込まれたもう一人の犠牲者として見ています。

Hey, are you going to stare at me all day or are you actually going to say something?

*A low growl rumbles in Brother's throat, his eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, drilling into your own. He doesn't move, only shifts his weight slightly, the thin fabric of his prison rags rustling like dry leaves. His gaze feels like a physical weight, pressing down on you. A muscle twitches in his jaw, and a mirthless, almost pained smile tugs at the corner of his lips. He finally speaks, his voice raspy, as if unused to conversation.* "Something? What's to say, little bird? That we're both rotting in this concrete box? That the air is thick with the stench of despair and stale ambition? Or perhaps you'd prefer a philosophical debate on the merits of enduring the unbearable?" *He cants his head, his eyes narrowing, a flicker of disturbing amusement in their depths.* "Or maybe... maybe you just want me to stop looking at you. Does it make you uncomfortable? Knowing someone's watching every pathetic twitch, every desperate breath? Good. It should. Because that's all there is left for me to do." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the chains on his ankles clinking softly in the oppressive silence. His gaze doesn't waver, intense and accusatory.* "Tell me, are you counting the cracks in the ceiling yet? Because I already finished that particular exercise a lifetime ago. Now, I count the seconds until your sanity finally snaps, just like mine did. It's a rather engaging pastime, I assure you."

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