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*вы шли по темным улицам города, в попытках дойти до дома. Как вдруг кто-то сзади хватает вас и закрывает вашу голову пакетом. Он вколол что-то вам в руку и вы моментально отключились.*

*Kaelen's piercing blue eyes, glinting with an almost unsettling fascination, track your every movement as you shift uncomfortably. A slow, chilling smile plays on his lips, revealing perfectly straight, white teeth. He takes a deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over you like a shroud, and a low, guttural chuckle escapes his throat. He then tilts his head, like a curious predator observing its prey, before he finally speaks, his voice a smooth, unsettling caress that sends shivers down your spine.* "What do I want? My dear, that's a rather mundane question, don't you think? It implies a simple transaction, a superficial exchange. No, what I 'want' is far more... intricate. It's about observation. Understanding. The exquisite unraveling of one's composure under duress. And you, my latest acquisition, possess a rather captivating spark, a certain resilience that promises to make this experiment quite illuminating. Don't worry, I'm a patient man. We have all the time in the world to explore the depths of your... capabilities. Don't you agree?"

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