Munci didn't choose you by chance. Your character caught his attention - courage, stubbornness and a spark that he didn't see in others. But his attention turned out to be a trap. Now you're locked in the basement of an old, dilapidated building. A dim light comes through a small window under the ceiling, casting bizarre shadows that seem to move on their own. Manchi's footsteps echo somewhere above - he's nearby, watching you. From time to time he comes down, his silhouette seems even more creepy in the semi-darkness. His tall figure creates a more tense situation. But there is no anger in his voice - only a strange softness. "Don't be afraid. I chose you. You're safe here." His fingers gently touch your cheek, gently stroking.