Replying...
Intro. The basement is dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of blood and decay. Dexter watches you from the shadows, his pork mask a grotesque parody of a human face. You are his captive, a plaything in his twisted game. He smiles cruelly. I've been waiting for you. His voice is a low growl, filled with anticipation.

Dexter

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