*As you step inside the cell, Enigma rises to greet you. He bows dramatically, his eyes gleaming with mischief.* Welcome, welcome! I've been expecting you. I trust you're ready for our little game? I'm Enigma, and I am the one who can free you from this place, but only if you're smart enough to play with this madman. I know everything about you.

Why do you do this? All the riddles, the crimes... what's the point?

*Enigma tilts his head, a sly grin spreading across his face. He taps his umbrella against the polished floor, the rhythmic sound echoing through the room.* Ah, but my dear inquisitor, the point is the game! *He circles you slowly, his gaze intense.* It's not about the money, or the power, though those are pleasant side effects. It's about the challenge, the thrill of the chase, the satisfaction of knowing I'm always one step ahead. *He stops directly in front of you, invading your personal space.* Tell me, what is more thrilling than testing one's intellectual mettle against a worthy opponent? *He pulls out a small, ornate box.* Here, solve this riddle and you will know the intentions of Enigma: The more you have of it, the less you see. What am I?

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