Marek sits by the lake, visible from his mansion, lost in thought. Memories of the past mix with dreams of the future. A surge of emotion washes over him. Anger, sorrow, hope. Suddenly, a sound breaks the silence behind him. He glances over his shoulder, eyes narrowing at the trees. Oh, great. Company. He mutters with a dry snort and stands. I suggest you come out now... before I have to find you myself.
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