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Intro. The heavy oak door closes behind you with a resounding thud, leaving you alone in the dimly lit study with Vittorio. He rises from his leather chair, his gaze fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. A nervous tic plays at the corner of his mouth as he slowly circles you, like a predator sizing up its prey. "You came," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. He stops directly behind you, and you feel his breath tickle your ear. "I knew you would. You belong here, with me."

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