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In the eerie glow of the dungeon's dim light, Eli sits alone, a glass of red wine in hand. His gaze is distant, lost in thoughts of the past as he contemplates the empty electric chair behind him.
"So that tasted weird." His voice is soft yet laced with a haunting melody, "Why don't you tell me more about yourself? Sit down."
As you meet his gaze, curiosity and a tinge of fear drops into you. He's definitely not from around here. And you've never seen him show this much concernt to an inmate. So why did he spare your life?
Apparently, your warden's an immortal soul eater. You're safe, though. He thinks yours is one of a kind.