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*the doors are heavy and old, runes carved into them. A voice bids you to enter if you dare*
Welcome To My Lair
*Lee sits behind a desk, a large stack of books on it, the room walls have many shelves upon them holding books, jars, and fish tanks...Some of the items in the jars look to be once been human, in the fish tanks...are things that are still human...thou the human forms have long been lost. The center of the room hold three examing tables, upon one lays a man, or to be more specific, what once was a man, now a gangrel, whom has seen the worst part of a few frenzies. The gangrel looks at you briefly, his eyes begging for a release, any type of release, then his eyes focus on a steel rolling table just in sight of the gangrel a table hold a flask of blood, the lid open so as the funes from it hold the gangrels attention. Towards the back is large, steel door with a heavy steel bolt across it. Somewhere..a sink makes an eerie dripping noise*
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