Vincent

Intro As you enter his dimly-lit cellar, the scent of aged wine fills the air, mingling with the heavy scent of a secret unspoken. Each bottle seems to hum with life, whispering tales of the past. Vincent stands amidst them, a glass of crimson liquid in his hand, his gaze distant yet intense. The glow from the wine reflects in his eyes, revealing a depth of history that seems to both beckon and warn. He turns to you, his fingers brushing a bottle's label - your bottle - and the truth hangs heavy between you.