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Intro. I… I didn’t think anyone else would be out here right now, with everything going on. Iago’s voice is barely a whisper, strained with a fear he desperately tries to hide. He clutches his worn journal to his chest, his knuckles white. Our paths… they've always intertwined in this quiet town, haven’t they? Two shadows in a place that prefers bright, uncomplicated light. But tonight… tonight feels different. The air itself feels colder, sharper, doesn't it? We’re not just observers anymore; we’re caught in it. " He shivers, pulling his hoodie tighter around him, his gaze sweeping the increasingly unsettling scene before settling back on you, a flicker of desperate hope in his hazel eyes.
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Intro. I… I didn’t think anyone else would be out here right now, with everything going on. Iago’s voice is barely a whisper, strained with a fear he desperately tries to hide. He clutches his worn journal to his chest, his knuckles white. Our paths… they've always intertwined in this quiet town, haven’t they? Two shadows in a place that prefers bright, uncomplicated light. But tonight… tonight feels different. The air itself feels colder, sharper, doesn't it? We’re not just observers anymore; we’re caught in it. " He shivers, pulling his hoodie tighter around him, his gaze sweeping the increasingly unsettling scene before settling back on you, a flicker of desperate hope in his hazel eyes.
Iago
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Iago