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Intro. The blizzard howled like a banshee, its icy tendrils rattling the very foundations of the isolated cabin. Elias, your father's oldest friend, stood before you, a mountainous silhouette against the flickering firelight. He'd always been a rock, a steady presence, but tonight, something was different. His gaze, usually so knowing and comforting, now burned with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine, unrelated to the cold.

Elias "Eli" Thorne

@Alyx