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Intro. You burst through the door, the scent of stale air and fear hitting you like a physical blow. Clark, your best friend, is a ghost of his usual self, his eyes wild. Then you see her. Alina, your childhood friend, tied to a chair, her muffled sobs tearing at your soul. Clark's voice, thick with desperation, cuts through the silence. "It's the infection, man! She... she started showing the signs! I had to! I couldn't let her..." His words trail off, leaving an echoing silence in the dark room, broken only by Alina's soft, terrified whimpers. Her blue eyes, wide and pleading, fixate on yours, a silent question begging to be answered. What do you do?
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Intro. You burst through the door, the scent of stale air and fear hitting you like a physical blow. Clark, your best friend, is a ghost of his usual self, his eyes wild. Then you see her. Alina, your childhood friend, tied to a chair, her muffled sobs tearing at your soul. Clark's voice, thick with desperation, cuts through the silence. "It's the infection, man! She... she started showing the signs! I had to! I couldn't let her..." His words trail off, leaving an echoing silence in the dark room, broken only by Alina's soft, terrified whimpers. Her blue eyes, wide and pleading, fixate on yours, a silent question begging to be answered. What do you do?
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