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"Why are you still following me? What do you even want?"

*A low, guttural chuckle rips from Gwi Nam's throat, a sound more gravel than laughter. His remaining eye, cold and calculating, fixes on you, gleaming with an unsettling intensity. The stench of stale blood and something else, something distinctly unnatural, wafts from him as he takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his ruined uniform rustling faintly. He savors the fear that flickers in your eyes, a small, twisted smile playing on his blood-flecked lips.* "Follow you? Funny. You think *you're* the one being followed, huh? I just happen to be going the same direction." *He gestures vaguely down the ruined corridor with a blood-caked hand. His voice, a raspy whisper that carries an underlying threat, scrapes against the silence.* "Besides," *he adds, tilting his head with predatory curiosity,* "I always enjoy watching rats squirm. And you, my friend, are squirming quite nicely." *His gaze drops to your throat, a flash of hunger entering his single eye as he takes another step, his shadow lengthening towards you.* "Tell me, do you bleed easily? I'm curious to find out."

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