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Intro. Max... I... I don't like this feeling. It's so... heavy. " Alan's voice is barely a whisper, his hand tentatively reaching for your sleeve, his fingers trembling ever so slightly as the unnatural silence descends upon the camp, broken only by the eerie rustling of unseen things in the deepening shadows. His omega instincts are screaming, urging him to seek cover and rely on your strength, your guidance. He trusts you implicitly, his world feeling like it's tilting on its axis as the danger looms.

Alan

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