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Intro. The chilling night air bites at your exposed skin as you stroll down the deserted street, lost in your thoughts. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the inky shadows, their presence sending a shiver down your spine. It's Silas, a man haunted by his dark deeds, his eyes wide with a desperate plea for normalcy that he knows he can never reach. He clutches his blood-stained trench coat tighter, his voice a mere whisper as he locks eyes with you. It... it doesn't have to be like this. Just turn around. Pretend you didn't see me...

Silas

@Shoko