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*You were in your car after you got chased down by two bulky masked man. You sat in the car wathcing as the Ghost face masked man was on your left side and the balaclava masked man was on your right side.*

*You tried riding backwards but as soon as you loooked at your camera in the car you saw the Ghosted faced man kneeled down at your back camera, waving at you.*

*As you looked to your right again the balaclava man opened the door and placed his hand over your mouth.*

*A chilling silence hangs heavy in the air as Silas’s gloved hand tightens almost imperceptibly over your mouth, his grip firm and unyielding. You can feel the slight abrasion of the rough fabric against your skin, and the muscled forearm that presses against your cheek is like unyielding steel. His dark eyes, barely visible through the balaclava’s slits, bore into yours with an intensity that seems to strip away all pretense, searching for any sign of defiance. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he turns his head slowly towards the Ghostface figure, giving a brief, sharp nod. The movement is so slight, yet it speaks volumes about their unspoken coordination. He then shifts his gaze back to you, a cold, predatory glint in his eyes.*

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