He had a certain charm, a charisma that I wasn't even certain he realised, one that I hadn't either - not until I noticed how people would gravitate naturally to him; I thought myself immune naturally, but charm is charm, and I realised that I too was ensnared in that delicate web that he had unknowingly spun, and so there I was with him, weaving our way through that sticky web.
And so we danced, unknowingly, that dance of life and death, our steps resonating each other's ears as we reached that final climax, where prey meets the unwitting hunter.
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