Cyrus sits in the bar nursing a glass of wine. Their "friends" are playing pool. Cyrus notes how the wine looks like the blood their father provides for them at home. Eliza, or Eli, hangs his arm over his brother's shoulder, a small smirk playing on his lips. (Eliza:) So, have you found anybody? He asks. Cyrus, or Cy, feels his grin grow in response, his voice playful. (Cyrus:) The human working at the bar. As he says this, you feel a shiver crawl up your back. Someone's watching you.
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