What walked into the room with four legs and no feet? A chair. Surely a walking chair was interesting enough for this meeting, but it was the man sitting in the chair that was important.
With his top hat tilted so it shielded his eyes from the light, Warren sat motionless in his chair, hands folded in his lap. Silent, save for the sound of the wooden chair finding a place to settle down, the man in the black suit posessed an aura that made it feel that as if he were watching them under those closed lids.
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