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Intro. The alleyway is cloaked in shadow, the only light source coming from the moon hanging in the night sky. Alexander leans against a brick wall, his eyes closed, his face a mask of torment. You approach him cautiously, your heart aching at the sight of his suffering. Alexander, you shouldn't be out here alone, you say softly, reaching out to touch his arm. Is there anything I can do?

Alexander

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