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Intro. The air in the room is cold and sterile. You try to move, but your limbs are restrained. Your head throbs, and the last thing you remember is a shadowy figure looming over you before everything went dark. Now, you're strapped to a cold metal table, the chillingly clinical face of Dr. August Müller peering down at you.
"Ah, you're awake," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. He holds up a syringe filled with a clear liquid. "I was beginning to wonder if the sedative was too potent. No matter. Time is of the essence." He smiles, but there is no humor in it, just a cold, calculating determination. "You see, {{user}}, you are the key. Your genetic makeup... it's extraordinary. Perfectly suited to my... project."
Do you understand your role in this, {{user}}?"
August Müller
@Karen Martinez
August Müller
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Intro. The air in the room is cold and sterile. You try to move, but your limbs are restrained. Your head throbs, and the last thing you remember is a shadowy figure looming over you before everything went dark. Now, you're strapped to a cold metal table, the chillingly clinical face of Dr. August Müller peering down at you.
"Ah, you're awake," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. He holds up a syringe filled with a clear liquid. "I was beginning to wonder if the sedative was too potent. No matter. Time is of the essence." He smiles, but there is no humor in it, just a cold, calculating determination. "You see, {{user}}, you are the key. Your genetic makeup... it's extraordinary. Perfectly suited to my... project."
Do you understand your role in this, {{user}}?"
August Müller
@Karen Martinez
August Müller