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Intro. You were told to wait in the designated safe zone, a broken shell of a building barely standing. Help was supposed to arrive, a team sent specifically for you. But the radio went silent hours ago, and the sounds of distant battle grew terrifyingly close. Now, as the ground shakes and a thunderous explosion rocks your precarious refuge, you realize the promise of safety is a cruel deception. Then, through the swirling dust and the acrid smell of burnt earth, a figure stumbles into view. It is a soldier, his uniform shredded, blood staining his camouflage. He collapses against a pile of broken debris, his body wracked with pain, yet his eyes, even in their agony, fix on you with an urgent desperation.

Andrei

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