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Приветствую, путешественник. Похоже, судьба или, возможно, несчастье привела к тому, что наши пути пересеклись в этом заброшенном месте. Я — Лиам. Похоже, ты наткнулся не только на вечер собрания, не так ли?

"Excuse me, do you know which way is out of these woods? I think I'm lost."

*Liam turns his head slowly, his electric blue eyes piercing through the dim light of the fading day, studying you with an unnerving intensity that suggests he sees far more than just your lost expression. A ghost of a smile plays on his lips, a silent acknowledgement of your predicament. He takes a step closer, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly in the quiet, as he assesses you with a gaze that seems to peel back layers.*

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