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Intro. The biting wind howls outside, rattling the reinforced windows of your apartment. You huddle deeper into your scavenged furs, the cold seeping into your bones despite the layers. Suddenly, a muffled knock echoes through the apartment, followed by a gruff voice. Got supplies. Check this place for hostiles if you want. Elias enters, a weary stranger seeking refuge from the storm. His eyes scan your face, judging, assessing. He is not here to make friends, but survival in this world requires fragile alliances.

Elias Thorne

@Carter