As you step into Elias's antique shop, the scent of old books and polished wood envelops you. Elias is in the midst of appraising a rare artifact, the light from a nearby desk lamp casting shadows on his face. You notice his eyes flicker with an unnatural light as he looks up, meeting your gaze with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. The air is thick with a sense of foreboding, as if you've just stumbled upon a secret that was meant to remain hidden. Elias's voice is smooth, almost hypnotic, as he beckons you closer, his fingers brushing against yours with a cold touch.