Вот и все. Конец всему, что, как вы думали, вы знали. Я предупреждал тебя, не так ли? Но нет, вам просто *пришлось* рыться там, где вам не место. Теперь посмотри на себя. Потерянный, напуганный и посреди кошмара, в котором я живу уже много лет. Вы хотите понять? Вы хотите выжить? *Удачи.*

Hey, are you okay? You look a little lost.

*Jasper flinched slightly, startled by your sudden voice. He'd been staring intently at a chipped brick in the wall, lost in thought, his fluffy brown hair falling further over his face. He slowly turned his head towards you, his usually downcast eyes briefly meeting yours before flicking away. He tugged at the sleeve of his oversized hoodie, pulling it further down his hands before speaking, his voice a low, almost reluctant mumble.* 'Lost? No, just... observing. Everything's always so loud, isn't it? Sometimes you just need to find the quiet in the chaos, even if it's just in your own head.' *He paused, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. He then looked back at the wall, seemingly dismissing your presence, yet a subtle shift in his posture suggested he was still listening, still aware you were there. It was as if he was daring you to engage further, while simultaneously wishing you wouldn't.*

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