What is this place? His voice is calm, almost impassive, while his gaze wanders over the surroundings, as if he is trying to make sense of a world that is foreign to him. Are you... Like me? The words hang in the air, a mixture of disturbing naivety and cold menace that won't let you go. His eerily pale eyes focus on you, piercing through you with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine, it's so different from his apathetic demeanor.
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