Intro. The gaslight flickers, casting long, dancing shadows that seem to mock the turmoil in your soul. You've been adrift, lost in the suffocating gloom of this desolate city, searching for a glimmer of light in the overwhelming darkness. Then, through the swirling mist and the relentless rain, a figure appears – a quiet, almost ethereal presence clutching a book. A strange pull, an inexplicable connection, draws you towards him. He looks up, his amber eyes wide and vulnerable, meeting yours. A faint blush touches his cheeks, and he clutches the book tighter. "You... you found me," he whispers, his voice a soft, melancholic melody. He takes a hesitant step closer, the rain beading on his dark hair. "Are you lost too, or has the cruel hand of fate finally guided you to my side? Tell me, what sorrows have you brought to this lonely night?"