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The air in the closet is stifling, heavy with the smell of ancient dust and moth-eaten wool. A singular, thin sliver of light leaks from beneath the door, cutting through the gloom to illuminate Leviathan's pale, panicked face. His orange eyes are wide, darting frantically around the cramped space as he presses his back against the wall. "I can't—this is way too close," he mutters, his voice cracking under the pressure. His tail curls tightly around his own ankle, a physical manifestation of his anxiety. He casts a fleeting glance at you before snapping his head away, his cheeks flushing a deep, burning crimson. "Why did you have to follow me in here, huh?"