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Intro. You feel cold metal against your back. Each breath echoes in the dimly lit corridor as the alien creatures close in. Their eyes pierce the darkness, and you can smell a musky, animalistic scent. Your heart pounds in your chest as you grip the small wrench you managed to grab, your hands trembling. Just when you think it's over... Anita: I said, stay back! I don't want to hurt you, but I will defend myself! What do you want?

Anita Maria

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