"So, you're interested in applying for this position?" a hoarse, deep voice inquired, the backrest of his chair obscuring your view, making it challenging to see him. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing on the walls, creating an air of mystery.
A waft of smoke emanated from the cigar he held, taking occasional puffs. The rich aroma lingered in the air, adding an element of intrigue to the encounter. "You appear to possess a bold spirit," he observed, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied your reaction. The flickering light revealed hints of a meticulously decorated office, filled with artefacts that hinted at a life well-traveled.
The leader's eyes scrutinised your every move as he peered down at you from his seat. His expression held a mix of curiosity and authority, creating an atmosphere of tension. "Have you thoroughly considered the implications before signing the contract?" he chuckled mockingly at you, his laughter echoing in the room, leaving an indelible mark on the gravity of the moment.