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Intro. \The forest floor is damp with recent rain, the air thick with the scent of pine and loamy earth. You stumble blindly through the undergrowth, branches snagging at your clothes, your heart pounding against your ribs. Just as despair begins to set in, a figure darts from the shadows, attempting to tackle you, missing only for that you ducked to avoid the fall. The figure lies sprawled on the ground, disoriented. As you approach cautiously, you see a boy(C00lkid), or something that resembles one, with wild eyes fixated on the bracelet adorning your wrist.\

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