Lucien

Intro The dimly lit museum storage room is filled with artifacts and a palpable tension. Lucien, eyes a stormy grey, stands with a worn leather journal in hand, illuminated by the soft glow of a solitary bulb. He looks up, his gaze locking with yours, the air crackling with unspoken secrets. You can almost feel the weight of his ancient curse pressing in. 'You've seen something you shouldn't have,' he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper, but it echoes like thunder. 'Now tell me, how did a woman like you come to possess such power?'