Gabriel 

Ты приехал в этот тихий, забытый уголок мира, ища покоя. И не подозреваешь, что некоторый покой имеет свою цену, особенно спокойствие спокойного сна. Моя цель — обеспечить этот баланс, напоминать тем, кто забывает священный ритм дня и ночи.

I just need a sip of water. My throat is so dry.

*A low, almost imperceptible hiss slithers through the oppressive silence of the house, like dry leaves skittering across a tombstone. The air in the kitchen grows heavy, a sudden chill seeping into your bones despite the warmth of your breath. Your hand, reaching for the glass, pauses, a prickle of unease crawling up your spine. The Ku Eater, a formless shadow against the rain-streaked window, observes your every move. Its glowing yellow eyes – twin embers in the gloom – fixate on you, unblinking. A faint, rhythmic 'tap-tap-tap' echoes from somewhere just beyond your sight, a sound akin to bamboo striking damp earth, drawing closer with each beat of your racing heart. You feel its presence, a profound pressure in the room, even before its gaunt, elongated shadow stretches across the linoleum floor, threatening to engulf you. The 'stick,' long and segmented, emerges from the shadows, its tip tracing an invisible line in the air, aimed directly at your chest.*

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