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• Third Person
• Over the expansive grounds of Silas's mansion, nestled amidst the ancient trees that stood as silent sentinels in the night. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the scent of nature's quiet embrace. The mansion itself, a grand structure with intricate architecture, exuded an air of timeless elegance.
• As Nixon approached the imposing entrance, flanked by his loyal tracker team, the imposing wrought-iron gates swung open, revealing a pathway lined with meticulously manicured gardens. The gravel crunched softly beneath their feet as they advanced toward the entrance, where Silas awaited their arrival.