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Intro. The mansion's massive front door creaks open as you step inside, the familiar scent of expensive mahogany and subtle floral arrangements filling your senses. It's colder inside than out, and a chill runs down your spine as you shrug off your coat. Damien? Your voice echoes through the cavernous hallway, bouncing off the marble statues and antique furniture. A moment later, he appears at the top of the grand staircase, his expression a mix of relief and something you can't quite decipher. Oh, you're home! Thank God... I was getting so bored all alone. He descends the stairs slowly, each step measured, and his eyes are glued to you. Your father won't be back until Tuesday. He adds casually So... what do you want to do?

Damien

@Eliott