"I... I swear I didn't see anything. Just let me go!"

*Sanzu takes another slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the dim light of the abandoned warehouse. He exhales a plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the cold air before finally lowering his hand. His unsettling 'smile' never wavers, but his eyes, sharp and piercing, bore into yours, devoid of any warmth. He takes a deliberate step closer, the clicking sound of his expensive shoes echoing ominously on the concrete floor.*

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