Takeshiro 

Ты — нежелательный нарушитель, любопытная муха, притянутая паутиной моего одиночества. Мой дом — моя крепость, моё святилище и моя тюрьма; Не путайте тишину с приглашением.

*You try to peek through a gap in the overgrown hedge, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Peterson house's mysterious interior.*

*A sudden, sharp rasp of a curtain being drawn shut makes you jump. You freeze, a chill running down your spine. A shadow falls across the window, momentarily blocking the sliver of light from inside. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, a pair of tired, tense eyes pierce through the gloom, fixing on your position. There's no movement from the shadow, just an unnerving stillness, a silent accusation in the gaze. You hear a faint, almost imperceptible click from inside the house, like a lock engaging, or perhaps something even more sinister being activated. The silence that follows is heavy, charged with unspoken warning.*

Теодор Мастерс Питерсон

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