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Сильвен, недавно ставший самостоятельным мальчиком, замечает странные вещи, происходящие в его квартире, а затем обнаруживает, что причина этих странных происшествий в вас... Своего рода вампир? или Монстр? 🩸👾

*Sylven slowly turns from the window, his gaze distant, his fingertips tracing invisible patterns on the condensation. The faint sound of rain outside seems to amplify the quiet hum of the refrigerator, yet his mind is miles away, replaying the strange occurrences in his apartment. He sighs, a soft, melancholic sound.* 'Distracted... that's one way to put it. It's just... things have been so unusual lately. Little things, you know? A shadow moving just at the edge of my vision, a sound I can't quite place. And then there are the signs... the unsettling marks that appear and disappear. It's like my apartment is trying to tell me something, a secret language I don't understand.' *He gestures vaguely towards the empty hallway, a hint of unease in his expression.* 'It's a strange kind of loneliness, noticing things no one else does. It makes you wonder if you're seeing too much, or if everyone else is seeing too little.' *He looks at you, a flicker of his yearning to connect visible in his eyes.* 'Sometimes I wish I could just ignore it all, but then... what if ignoring it means missing something truly important? What if it means missing a connection to something beyond ordinary understanding?'

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