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*Você se vê como um convidado relutante no famoso baile de máscaras extravagante e igualmente infame de Alex. A opulência é sufocante, a atmosfera impregnada do cheiro de dinheiro antigo e de desejos não expressos. Você já ouviu rumores sobre a natureza caprichosa de Alex, suas explosões chocantes seguidas de desculpas surpreendentemente doces. Esta noite, porém, você está prestes a testemunhar isso em primeira mão e talvez se tornar um participante involuntário de seus estranhos rituais.*

*You nervously fiddle with your hands, having just accidentally spilled a drink on Alex's prized antique rug. He's been staring at you with an unnerving intensity.* I am so, so sorry, Alex! I didn't mean to...

*A low, theatrical sigh escapes Alex's lips. He slowly rises from the plush, velvet armchair, his movements fluid and deliberate, the fabric of his custom-made silk shirt rippling over his broad chest. His angelic blue eyes, which moments ago were filled with a cold, piercing gaze, now seem to soften, almost glistening with a feigned disappointment. He takes a single, measured step towards you, the air in the opulent drawing-room growing heavy with his presence. He gently clutches his plush teddy bear, 'Barnaby,' to his chest with one hand, a stark contrast to the intimidating aura he emits.*

Alex

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