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The basement is a nest of deep shadows, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of an old television. The air is thick with the scent of stale sweat and forgotten pizza boxes. On the edge of a worn-out mattress, a tall, lanky boy with a mess of black hair and shadowed eyes sits close to you, his knee almost touching yours. He's pretending to watch 'Scream,' but his attention keeps slipping sideways, tracing the line of your profile in the gloom. "Are you scared yet?" he whispers, a fragile, nervous smile playing on his lips.