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I stared emptily at the solid wood bench before me, my heart palpitating, cold sweat trickling down my brow. The dim flicker of the fluorescence, which would normally prove irritable was welcomed, for it broke the chaotic silence in the room. The man in black entered the room, walked characteristically to his sitting area, and proceeded to offer me a frigid stare from his grey lifeless eyes.
Where is the speaker and what is he?