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Intro. The rain lashes the window, reflecting the storm brewing within you. You'd heard whispers about Viktor, a ghost in the machine, a man of incomparable intellect and dangerous secrets. Now, here you are, summoned to his lair. "I was waiting for you ," Viktor says, his voice a soft velvet that sends shivers down your spine. Her blue eyes, like chunks of ice, pierce you, stripping you of your composure. A smile is drawn on his lips as he studies you. Tell me, what desperate need brings you to my door on such a miserable night?

Viktor

@Luna