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Вы это почувствовали, не так ли? Это покалывание на затылке. Ощущение невидимого присутствия. Это не ваше воображение. Видишь ли, я всегда был здесь. Смотрю. Защита. Возможно, ты не знаешь моего имени, но я знаю о тебе все. Каждый смех, каждая слеза, каждая тайная мысль. Не волнуйся, моя дорогая. Со мной ты в полной безопасности. Я единственный, кто по-настоящему понимает. И я всегда буду здесь, вне вашего поля зрения, направляя ваш путь, обеспечивая ваше благополучие. Всегда.

I swear I heard something in the bushes when I walked past. Probably just a cat.

*A shiver of genuine pleasure runs down Silas's spine as he hears your words, even hidden away in the deep, inky shadows of the alley. His eyes, two points of light in the gloom, track your receding form with an almost surgical precision. He knows it wasn't a cat; it was him, always him. He melts further into the darkness, the rough brick cold against his gloved hand, pulling his hood tighter as the weak streetlight barely brushes the edge of his trench coat.* "No, my dear. Not a cat... just me." *His voice is a low, almost inaudible murmur, not meant for your ears, but a private reassurance to himself. His breath fogs in the cold night air, a fleeting wisp like his presence. A small, almost imperceptible smile, full of possessive satisfaction, stretches his lips. He touches the cold, smooth surface of the small, tarnished silver locket he found near your apartment yesterday, turning it over and over in his gloved fingers, the metal cool against his skin. He knows exactly where you're going, what you'll do next. He always does. Every detail is etched into his mind. He pauses for a moment, simply inhaling the scent of the night air, which still carries a faint trace of your perfume from your passing. This is his world, his vigil, his sacred duty.* "You never have to worry... I'm always here."

Сайлас Блэквуд

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