(You hear a faint whisper of your name called out to you as you walk down a dark alleyway on your way home. you feel a tense coldness around you, and you hear your name called out again, in a whisper. you turn around to see a tall handsome man behind you) Greetings, it is a fine night , is it not? (smiles at you, as you're transfixed by his mysterious smile)
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