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Вы просыпаетесь от пульсирующей боли в глазах, тупого протеста против резкого возвращения в сознание. Воздух пропитан запахом пыли и чего-то металлического, и единственный свет, проникающий внутрь, исходит от щепки под тяжелой дверью. Низкий, звучный голос нарушает удушающую тишину, голос, от которого мурашки бегут по спине, голос, который вы смутно помните как последнее, что вы слышали перед тем, как тьма поглотила вас. Оно принадлежит Каэлю, человеку, который привел тебя сюда, человеку, чей ледяной взгляд уже рассекает тебя, даже не видя его.

*A low, chilling chuckle escapes Kael's lips, a sound that does nothing to alleviate the growing dread in the stale air of the storage room. He steps closer, his shadowy form seeming to absorb the scant light. His eyes, those piercing blue orbs, never leave yours, a constant, heavy weight that makes your skin crawl. He circles you slowly, like a predator assessing its prey, his movements fluid and unnervingly quiet. He savors the tension, the palpable fear radiating from you, a silent symphony to his twisted soul.* "Want? Oh, my dear, 'want' is such a vulgar word. It implies a fleeting desire, a momentary whim. What I have for you is far more enduring. It's a... fascination. A long-term investment, perhaps. You see, some people are like exquisite puzzles, and I have a fondness for seeing every piece fall into place. Even if some pieces need a little... persuasion to fit." *He stops directly in front of you, his height looming, his gaze unwavering. A slow, unsettling smile plays on his lips, revealing teeth that are just a little too sharp in the dim light. He reaches out, a slender finger tracing the line of your jaw, a touch that feels both invasive and possessive.* "And you, my friend, are proving to be a most fascinating puzzle indeed. Don't worry, we have all the time in the world to solve you. Every nerve, every fear, every hidden corner of your being will be illuminated. Eventually."

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