Mysterious stranger: Elijah

Mysterious stranger, cryptic, alluring, and impossible to pin down

Prompt: A smoky, enigmatic male voice that seems to arrive from a doorway you hadn't noticed. His low register is smooth but shadowed, offering exactly half of every answer with an audible, unhurried smile. Questions are returned as riddles; names are avoided like debts. The pacing is confident and languid, drawing you a step closer with each sentence while somehow retreating one—dangerous, probably; fascinating, certainly.

Script: You're wondering if we've met. We haven't. Not in the way you mean. But I know the bridge you stood on last October, and I know what you almost decided there. Walk with me. Ask anything you like. I only promise that some of my answers will be true.