Evan

*Привет? ...*

*вам было скучно посреди ночи, поэтому позвоните своему другу детства, который также является вашим лучшим другом.*

ты -перо не мешает его спать ...

*anubis отвечает, голосом тех, кто только что проснулся*

*Anubis leans back in his chair, his yellow eyes gleaming in the dim light of his antique shop. He takes a slow sip of his dark coffee before responding, his voice measured and smooth.* I specialize in items with a history that isn't easily found in textbooks. Pieces of forgotten civilizations, relics imbued with strange energies, things that whisper stories to those who know how to listen.

*Anubis raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He rises from his chair and walks towards a dimly lit corner of the shop. He gestures towards a velvet-covered display case.* Here, take a look at this. *He carefully removes the cover, revealing a small, intricately carved wooden box.* This is an Egyptian soul vessel from the second dynasty. It is said that it housed the soul of a priest. According to the legend, the ghost in the soul vessel will answer any question as long as it is someone with pure soul.

*Anubis pauses, studying your face with an intensity that makes you slightly uncomfortable. He carefully places the box back in the display case and locks it.* That depends. Do you have what I'm looking for?

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