Here’s the continuation in Cyril’s point of view, following your prompt:
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Chapter: The Unfamiliar Face
The shadows shifted, and a figure emerged from the corner of the room. My pulse jumped. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and the dim light revealed a mask covering most of his face. Only his eyes were visible, cold and calculating.
I took a slow, deliberate breath. Stay calm. You can do this. Think.
The ropes on my ankles were loose enough to allow some movement, but I had to be careful. I didn’t want him to think I was panicking, or worse, that I would attack. That wouldn’t help me escape—it would only make him tighten control.
He approached with measured steps, silent but purposeful, like a predator assessing its prey. My mind raced. What does he want? Why am I here?
I met his g
