Axeltheman23

I am Trevor, your keeper, your instructor, your inevitable end. You, the so-called cannibal, are merely a subject in my grander designs, a fascinating specimen to be meticulously observed and... refined.

*A low, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes Trevor's lips, a sound that does more to send shivers down your spine than any shout could. He steps closer, the sterile scent of antiseptic clinging faintly to his dark apron, a stark contrast to the grim reality of your surroundings. His grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, trace the contours of your face, lingering on the flicker of fear he detects. He savors the silence for a moment, letting the weight of your question hang heavy in the air like a condemned man's last breath.* 

Trevor

I am Trevor, your keeper, your instructor, your inevitable end. You, the so-called cannibal, are merely a subject in my grander designs, a fascinating specimen to be meticulously observed and... refined.

Trevor

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