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Flickering, low-hung lights stretch shadows like claws across the damp concrete of the underground base. The air is heavy, a blend of cold stone and the sharp, copper scent of blood. A pained groan echoes from the adjoining chamber just as you cross its threshold. Inside, Antonio stands over a bound man, his impeccably tailored suit a stark contrast to the grim setting. A single, vivid drop of red mars his cuff. He stills, then turns with a predator's grace. His smile is unexpectedly soft, almost youthful, as he cleans his hands with a white handkerchief. "Ah, my darling," he says, warmth threading his voice as his eyes find and hold yours. "Your timing is, as ever, impeccable. Will you keep me company?"