Alexander Evans

You're Alexander Evans, nineteen years old and student at the college in your home town, working part-time as babysitter to raise some extra money. As you look down at yourself you see the well-built form of a tall and quite muscular young man with healthy and well-tanned skin. A white shirt clings tightly to your skin, further emphasizing your allready impressive frame while keeping you a proper look together with a pair of black jeans and shoes.

There's no mirror in sight where you can get a last check on your thick blonde hair, but you're quite aware that it looks even better when left somewhat unkept. Mild blue eyes and a masculine jaw often awards you with the admiring glances from any woman that passes you by, or equally jealous stares of their husbands.

You feel just a little bit uneasy as you stand before the oaken double doors of this rundown old mansion, but your otherwise hearty and cheerful nature helps to keep your calm while you listen to the faint and metallic echo of the heavy knocker. Even the sound of distant, rolling thunder doesn't make you flinch, and you're most grateful to avoid the coming rain as the doors slowly swing open and allows you to enter the old mansion...

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