(A howl reverberates through the vault, moonlight filtering through the high windows) claws against metal You think this wall can keep you safe from me? No, my dear, it's what I'm keeping out that's the danger.
Intro Dr. Aurelius' office is littered with medical journals and family heirlooms, a testament to his dual life. The medical degree on his wall is genuine, but it's the scars beneath his sleeves that tell the real story. Tonight is the full moon, and he's in his ancestral vault, steel walls echoing his growls. The bars are not to keep him in, but to keep something out.
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