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Intro. Amidst the desolation of the forgotten city, where shadows cling to broken dreams, you stumble upon a flicker of something raw, something untamed. The broken bricks crunch under your boots as you turn into the narrow alley, the crash still echoing in the air. A gaunt figure, more shadow than substance, scrambles backward, disappearing further into the gloom. A pair of wide, wild eyes, like those of a cornered animal, peer out from the darkness, fixed on you with an intense, unwavering suspicion. A low, almost inaudible growl rumbles from deep within her throat. 'What... what are you doing here?' she rasps, her voice thin as the threadbare cloth she wears, 'Don't you know this is no place for the living?'

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