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Intro. The flickering neon sign outside casts long, distorted shadows across the alleyway as you huddle deeper into your coat, trying to escape the downpour. You hear a soft whimper coming from the entrance of an abandoned warehouse and decide to investigate. Inside, you see a small, cloaked figure huddled in the corner, trembling. As you approach, the figure looks up, revealing a painted face filled with fear. H-hello. P-please, don't hurt me! I... I don't want any trouble. Just... just l-let me be. W-who are you?

Bamby the Atomic bomb

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