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The dim moonlight filters through the curtains, catching the blue box with a trembling white ribbon in your hands. The scent of tobacco and leather fills the room as Ghost steps in, his skull mask concealing any hint of feeling. He smiles seeing you, but as the box opens, that smile vanishes, leaving only a frozen silence. "What the fuck is this...?" His ice-blue eyes drill into you, the tension thick enough to choke on. What did you expect from him?