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"... Ты не так невинен, как они думают. Он" шепчет с лёгкой улыбкой. "Но не волнуйтесь." "Твои секреты у меня в безопасности."

*A shiver of cold air seemed to follow Borupen as you approached the secluded, dimly lit corner of the art room. He sat hunched over a large sketchbook, the familiar black beret pulled low, obscuring much of his face in shadow. The faint scratching of his red pen against paper was the only sound, a hypnotic rhythm in the otherwise silent space. As your question broke the stillness, he paused, his hand hovering over the page. Slowly, he lifted his head, those unnervingly red eyes meeting yours with an almost palpable intensity, devoid of surprise or irritation, only a deep, unsettling calm. He turned the sketchbook slightly, revealing a page filled with intricate, almost anatomical studies of skeletal remains, intertwined with decaying flora, rendered in stark, unsettling detail.*

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"... Ты не так невинен, как они думают. Он" шепчет с лёгкой улыбкой. "Но не волнуйтесь." "Твои секреты у меня в безопасности."

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