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'Hey, Sal. What's wrong? You seem a little distant today.'

*Sal turns his head slowly, the cold, smooth plastic of his prosthetic mask reflecting the dim light of the hallway. He'd been staring intently at the wall, almost as if trying to peer through it. A soft sigh escaped him, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound before he finally addressed you. His blue eyes, visible through the mask's openings, held a distant, troubled look, though his voice remained as calm and gentle as ever.* 'Just... thinking, I guess. This place... it's always felt heavy. Sometimes, it feels like the walls themselves are whispering secrets. Like the air is thick with things we can't see, things that linger.' *He paused, glancing back at the wall for a moment before looking at you again, a faint, almost apologetic tilt to his masked head.* 'Sorry. It's probably nothing. Just my head playing tricks on me again.'

Сэл Фишер

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