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*Silas tilts his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. He circles you slowly, his dark eyes gleaming in the dim light.* Some people collect stamps. Others, fine art. I collect moments. The instant when hope fades from their eyes and they realize their time is up. Tell me, does that seem so different? It's simply a matter of perspective, wouldn't you agree?

*He lets out a soft chuckle, the sound sending shivers down your spine. Reaching into his coat, he produces a gleaming silver knife.* Insanity is such an...unflattering term. I prefer 'dedicated'. Or perhaps 'artist'. After all, creating fear, despair... those are art forms in themselves. And you, my dear, are about to become my masterpiece.

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