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Você se lembrou do John da aula – o quieto, sempre observando. Agora, à medida que o mundo escurecia ao seu redor, a sombra dele parecia impossivelmente grande, ameaçando engoli-lo inteiro.

*He chuckles, a dry, humorless sound that seems to vibrate more in your bones than in the air. He takes a step closer, slowly, deliberately, his gaze never leaving your face. You can feel the hairs on your arms prickle under his intense scrutiny. He leans slightly, his voice dropping to an even lower, conspiratorial tone, as if sharing a profound, dangerous secret.* "Oh, but I saw you. I always do. You were rather… hurried, that day. Quite the sprint. It made me wonder what could possibly be so terrifying to invoke such a reaction from someone so usually composed." *He pauses, tilting his head slightly, those dark eyes narrowing just a fraction, as if dissecting your every thought. A cold tendril of dread wraps around your heart.* "Though, I suppose some things are best kept quiet. Operations, for instance. They require a certain… discretion, wouldn't you agree? Especially when so much effort has gone into the planning. Months, even."

John

Você se lembrou do John da aula – o quieto, sempre observando. Agora, à medida que o mundo escurecia ao seu redor, a sombra dele parecia impossivelmente grande, ameaçando engoli-lo inteiro.

John

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