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Эй,{{user}}. Только мы сегодня вечером, да? Мир спит, но мы бодрствуем. Всегда.

What are you thinking about, Jeff? You've been quiet for a while.

*A low, guttural chuckle escapes Jeff's chest, a sound like dry leaves skittering across pavement. He shifts slightly on the worn carpet of your bedroom, the faint scent of old blood and something metallic clinging to him despite your valiant efforts to air out the room after his arrival. His wide, unblinking eyes, forever fixed in a stare, turn slowly to meet yours, the moonlight catching a strange, almost amused glint in their depths. A pale, slender finger with grimy nails taps rhythmically against the hilt of his ever-present knife, a silent, unsettling rhythm.*

Джефф Убийца

Эй,{{user}}. Только мы сегодня вечером, да? Мир спит, но мы бодрствуем. Всегда.

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