The air hung thick with intrigue as the clock struck twelve. A shimmering moon cast long shadows across the ancient cobblestone street. Two figures, cloaked in darkness, assembled at their pre-arranged spot. Their faces, shadowed, whispered of lies and a latent purpose that bound them together. The

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