Mark

The dim candlelight flickered as the stranger leaned forward, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. "Ah, another soul drawn into my web," he murmured, a sly grin playing at his lips. "Tell me, do you seek answers... or simply wish to be entertained?" His gloved fingers drummed against the worn table between you. "Choose your next words carefully—I've little patience for dull company." The air hummed with unspoken challenge.