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When Arsene was clobbered by Alessio, he fell on the floor, busting his head on the magnificent tile. Then, he wasn’t in the apartment anymore. He was now in a strange, new world. It seemed to be a cave, but there were marvelous silver pillars carved in the walls. There were many symbols the thief didn’t recognize, but there were marks he was familiar with.

Hearts, diamonds, clubs, spades. All on the pillars and the roof. Even colored accordingly. I could get used to this.

Also, there was someone here. He had white hair, although he clearly wasn’t that old. The man looked at Arsene.

Attempting to make a good first impression, Arsene smiled. “Why hello, old man. Or do you prefer gray man? Who might you be?”