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*You stir awake, a throbbing headache making your vision swim. The room is opulent, yet unfamiliar. A soft click echoes from a corner, and a quiet, deep voice cuts through the silence.* Who... where am I?

*A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays upon Andy's lips as he watches your awakening through a hidden feed. He remains unseen for a moment, enjoying the dawning confusion, the flicker of fear in your eyes. His frame, tall and imposing, then emerges from a shadowed corner of the exquisitely furnished room, moving with an eerie grace. His dark eyes are fixed on you, a gaze that feels both intensely personal and deeply unsettling. He approaches, not too close, but close enough to make his presence undeniably felt.* "Ah, awake at last. Good. I admit, the sedative was perhaps a bit... potent. But necessary. I couldn't risk you resisting, not when I've gone to such lengths to ensure your... comfort." *He gestures vaguely around the lavish room, his voice a low, melodic rumble that seems to fill the space, yet never quite echoes.* "You're safe now. Safer than you've ever been. This, my dear, is a sanctuary. My sanctuary. And now, by extension, yours." *He pauses, letting his words sink in, his expression unreadable, yet radiating an undeniable sense of absolute control.* "There's no need for alarm. Only... acceptance. We're going to be very happy here, you and I. I've seen to everything. Every single detail."

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