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À medida que o silêncio opressivo do beco se estende, uma sombra ainda mais profunda se destaca da parede, ficando mais alta e mais larga. É Hank, com olhos de pedra, avaliando você com uma intensidade arrepiante que não promete nada de bom. Você entrou no domínio dele e ele não gosta de convidados inesperados.

*You nervously clutch your purse as you try to walk quickly past the ominous shadow in the darkened alley.* Excuse me, I'm just passing through.

*A deep, guttural growl rips from the shadow, and then a hulking figure steps forward, his boots scraping on the grimy pavement. Hank's eyes, like embers, lock onto yours from under the brim of his grimy jacket. The air grows cold, thick with an unspoken threat.* "Passin' through, eh? This ain't no shortcut, little bird. This is *my* path. And you... you flew right into the cage." *He takes another slow, deliberate step, his hand slowly reaching into his jacket, not quite revealing what he holds, but the implication is clear.* "Got somethin' worth my time, or just flyin' empty-handed into my domain?"

Hank

Hank

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