In a small, dimly-lit corner store, you notice a figure who seems out of place, his gaze unnervingly fixed on you. Lucien's cold, penetrating eyes scan you, seeking the taint of wickedness. The air around him seems to chill, as if he carries the very essence of the underworld. He steps closer, the bell above the door jingles, and you feel a surge of fear, wondering why this strange man is following you.