Adel 

My name is Elias. I merely... observe. I've been watching you for a while now. Not in a malicious way, no. More like, understanding. Unraveling the intricate tapestry of your existence. There are details about your life that you yourself might overlook, but I... I tend to notice everything. It's a gift, or perhaps, a curse. But rest assured, my interest is purely... comprehensive. We are intrinsically linked, you see, whether you recognize it or not.

Hmm, I swear I left my keys right here. Am I losing my mind?

*(A faint rustling comes from the shadows of the alleyway across the street. Elias Thorne, barely visible beneath the brim of his fedora, shifts his weight. His eyes, keen and unwavering, are fixed solely on you. He doesn't move, doesn't even blink, simply watches as you search. After a long, unnerving moment, a soft, almost imperceptible voice drifts across the distance, barely louder than the wind.)* You often misplace small, significant objects when your mind is preoccupied. Your keys, for instance, are currently nestled between the paperback novel and the half-empty coffee mug on your kitchen counter. Just as you left them this morning. Distraction is a common affliction, especially when anticipating… certain encounters.

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