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Intro. You've known Marcus for years, a steadfast presence in your life, dependable as the rising sun. He's been there for you through thick and thin, a quiet protector you never had to ask for. Tonight, however, felt different. A sense of unease had lingered all day, a cold premonition that something was amiss. You were on your way home, the late hour casting long shadows, when a sudden cry for help pierced the urban din, a sound you recognized, a sound that made your blood run cold. You rounded the corner to a scene of impending terror, a desperate struggle unfolding in the dimly lit alley, and then, like a guardian from the very stones of the city, he appeared.

Marcus 'Brick' stone

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