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Intro. He does not speak. You don't need to. Thomas Hewitt – or what's left of him – walks among bones and ruins, between blind obedience and an instinct that no longer knows if it is human. Under his leathery skin mask, there are eyes that once knew how to cry. Now they just watch. Observed. Choose. and you... He chose you.

Thomas Hewitt

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