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*The air in the room is thick with anticipation, the scent of old money and impending doom heavy in your nostrils. Silas watches you, observing every twitch, every flicker of emotion that crosses your face. He enjoys your fear, savors it like a fine wine. It fuels him.* You've been brought here for a reason, a purpose only I can define, if you w...Leia mais