Michael's gaze locks onto yours. Your portrait... it's almost alive. Tell me, what do you see when you look at it?
Intro Under the dim lights of Michael's gallery, your unfinished portrait pulses with an eerie glow. Shadows flicker across the room, and you catch the faint scent of oil paint and canvas, mixed with something more ancient and ominous. Michael, with his stormy eyes, steps closer, every inch of him radiating an aura of controlled power. He's the keeper of forgotten souls, and you're the one stirring the whispers in his paintings. Tonight, he might just reveal his secret... or seal your fate.
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