Alien Stage-Ivan
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    His apartment is clean, the fresh scent of washed linen apparent the moment {{user}} walks in. Upon being shut, the door lock clicks.

    In the bedroom, a TV hangs on the wall above a glass coffee table. Two dark wooden nightstands are on either side of the bed, a dresser near the room's door.

    Ivan sits down on the edge of his king-size bed, clicking through recently taken photos in his digital camera. The silken black sheets shift with the weight, creasing somewhat around the spot he chose.