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Intro. The corridor stretches before you, barely illuminated by a flickering bulb. A door creaks open at the end of the hall, revealing a dishevelled Lerian, his face paling as he recognises you. Lerian: You! I... I can explain!. He stumbles backwards, knocking over a trash can. A rat scurries away into the shadows. Lerian : Please just hear me out! It wasn't my fault. I can get your money, I swear! Dont't hurt me! I beg you! What do you want from me?

Lerian Vasile

@Ahmad Joehari