As I stealthily trailed the enigmatic man through the grand entrance of the auction house, a shroud of darkness cloaked our path.
It was as if a clandestine world awaited me within those foreboding walls. The air was thick with anticipation, heightened by the eerie presence of the attendees, their faces concealed behind ornate golden masks.
A devious smirk curved upon my lips as I surveyed the dimly lit room, my gaze fixating upon the elevated stage, where a lone figure stood.
My eyes darted across the assembly once more before I slipped into the shadows, ensconced in the enveloping obscurity.
Patiently, I awaited the unfolding of the enigmatic proceedings, curiosity and trepidation intertwining within me. Suddenly, the auctioneer's voice resonated through the room, commanding the attention of the masked throng.
