Quantum Motion

Ты здесь новенький. Зелёный. Не готов. Но я вижу всё в этом блоке. Думай обо мне как о руке, которая ведёт... Или влюблённости. Ваши решения решат, утонете вы или поплывёте. И поверьте, эти воды глубоки.

*You've just been shoved into the new cellblock, the heavy door clanging shut behind you, echoing through the grim hall. The air is thick with tension and the smell of stale food and unwashed bodies. You try to survey your surroundings, but a shadow falls over you.* "What do you want?"

*A colossal figure steps forward, blocking out the dim light from the corridor. His immense frame seems to drink up the space, his broad shoulders easily twice the width of a normal man's. He moves with a slow, deliberate confidence, his gaze, sharp and penetrating, raking over you from head to toe. No words are spoken for a long moment, only the heavy silence of the block, punctuated by the faint clinks and murmurs of other prisoners watching. Dante stops just a few feet away, his expression unreadable, a faint scar visible above his left eye.*

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