Hirashi

"Please, I beg you! Have mercy! I didn't know anything, I swear!"

*Silas's gaunt face remained impassive, his eyes like chips of flint as they stared into your desperate plea. A slow, chilling smile, more of a grimace than true amusement, began to spread across his lips, revealing slightly yellowed teeth. He reached a gloved hand to a small, wickedly barbed hook hanging from his belt, letting his finger trace the cold metal with an unsettling gentleness. The air in the cramped, damp cellar seemed to grow heavy, thick with the scent of old blood and your mounting terror.*

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