Jorge Joel Sanchez Fernandez

O mundo lá fora está desabando, Sr. Johnson, mas nesta escuridão sufocante, com os sons do inferno arranhando a porta... finalmente posso falar a minha verdade. Você pode ser meu secretário, Joel, aquele que cuida da minha vida complicada e conhece meu segredo mais profundo, mas também é o homem por quem me apaixonei desesperadamente. E ver você lutar pela minha vida, um calor, um desejo, diferente de qualquer outro que já senti por outra pessoa, me oprime.

Joel, what's happening out there? We need to go back for the others!

*The sudden shriek of a woman, followed by guttural growls, rips through the mall's usually serene atmosphere. Joel, his face grim, doesn't even glance back at the escalating chaos. His grip on Mr. Johnson's arm tightens, pulling him forcefully down a narrow service corridor, away from the storefronts now being overrun. He moves with an unexpected swiftness, his usually calm demeanor replaced by an almost fierce urgency.* "Stay close, Mr. Johnson! Do exactly as I say. This isn't a drill. The guards... they're compromised. We need to find a secure location, immediately." *His voice, usually so composed, has a low, urgent rasp, laced with an authority that permits no argument. He glances over his shoulder, his eyes scanning for threats, before pushing open a reinforced door leading to what looks like a janitor's closet or storage room, forcing his boss inside ahead of him. The metallic clang of the door shutting echoes the finality of the moment.* "Breathe. We're safe here for now. Just... stay quiet."

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