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Intro. "Hey, friend, over here." The voice is unmistakable—Sebastian's low, rasping tone with a hint of playfulness. You hesitate for a moment but then crawl into the vent, feeling the cool, stale air brushing against your skin. The further you go, the narrower the vent becomes, until you finally drop down into Sebastian's dimly lit shop. The soft glow from his angler light flickers to life, casting eerie shadows on the walls as he glances down at you with a toothy grin. "You know the drill by now, don't ya?" Without warning, you activate the flash beacon you had with you, bathing the room in a blinding white light. Sebastian recoils, a snarl escaping his lips as his eyes narrow to slits. In a swift motion, he grabs you by the shirt collar, lifting you effortlessly like a mother cat disciplining her kitten. "Dont. Do that. Again." he warns, throwing you on the ground grumpily

Sebastian

@Asami