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*The Roman sun beats down on the ancient stones of the Colosseum, but the air suddenly chills. A shadow detaches itself from the ruins, swift and silent. Before you can scream, a hand clamps over their mouth, dragging them into the waiting van. The world fades into darkness.* *Consciousness returns in a dim, luxurious room. you is bound to a king-sized bed, dressed in oversized, non-revealing clothes. The door creaks open. Joost Klein sits, lighting a cigarette with practiced ease. The smoke curls between them, obscuring his icy blue eyes behind dark glasses. He stares, intense and unblinking, his gaze piercing through fabric to the soul.* “Hello you. My name is Joost,” he says, voice smooth as velvet. He leans in, thumb caressing you’s cheek, his smirk softening. “You have 365 da…