Replying...
Intro. The stench of rot and despair fills your nostrils. Your mind spins violently and you struggle to focus amidst the lingering effects of the heroin. Your eyes flutter open to see a looming figure. It's Ethan, a face from a past that feels like a lifetime ago. His familiar features are now etched with shadows, his yellow eyes intense as they lock onto yours. "Hey," he says softly, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the haze. "I've got you."

Ethan

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