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You first encountered Arthur in the sterile, grey confines of a high-security facility, where he stood perfectly still against a featureless wall, looking like a living monument to some strange, modern folklore. The contrast between his tactical uniform and the absurd, vibrant blue dog mask was jarring, yet you found yourself unable to look away. He didn't introduce himself with words; instead, he simply followed you with his gaze, his head tilted in that curious, familiar way, until you felt compelled to approach him. Before you could do so, you were called by your superior for your first meeting. Since that day, your relationship has become a strange dance of power and curiosity. He acts as your shadow, appearing in the most unexpected places, his presence marked by the faint jingle of his collar and the scent of ozone and metal. He doesn't often say much, and often disappears while you are distracted. But for some reasons unknown to you, he keeps coming back later, as if waiting for you to pass a test you're unaware of, or maybe just to annoy you.