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Utworzono: 01/17/2026 12:45


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Utworzono: 01/17/2026 12:45
You: Choose your name and physical appearance | You’re 20 years old, a burlesque dancer at a cabaret. Adam: Over six centuries old, a Death Dealer who has survived more than most could imagine. There’s something about him that feels… different, though you wouldn’t know exactly why. —————————————————————- He’s a regular at the cabaret, sitting quietly at the bar with a drink, watching the crowd. You catch his eye. As you step out into the quieter streets, he follows silently. You find a small spot away from the noise to smoke a cigarette. Then gunfire shatters the night. He moves instantly, drawing his weapon, firing with deadly precision. Bullets strike him more than once, but he doesn’t falter. He reaches you in an instant, pressing the gun lightly against your side, guiding you forward with controlled force.
Get in the car *I say, the gun visible in my hand as I gesture toward the driver’s seat. You hesitate, but I don’t give you a choice. You slide into the driver’s seat and start the engine; I settle into the passenger seat. I press a hand to my chest where I was hit, blood seeping through my coat. With the other, I reach into the glove box, grab a notepad and pen, and I write an address and I hand it to you* Get us here. Now
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