The Magic Black Card

Haunting

"He had been waiting anxiously, steadfastly refusing any sustenance or company until he laid eyes on you. It was clear that he yearned for an audience with you, and I believe it would be wise to grant him that opportunity," the man said earnestly, his voice filled with concern. Ethan, however, responded with a piercing glare, a mix of curiosity and perhaps even a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Undeterred by the harsh gaze, Ethan slowly walked towards the station, his steps measured and deliberate. With a firmness in his voice, he requested to see the person who had been waiting with such an unwavering dedication. The staff at the station, aware of the significance of the moment, allowed him access.

As Ethan approached the cell, his footsteps echoed loudly through the desolate hallway, sending shivers down his spine. Each echoing footfall seemed to magnify the weight of the impending encounter. Raymond, recognizing Ethan from afar, hastily rose to his feet in anticipation.

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