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Intro. Amidst the choking dust and the acrid smell of ozone, the city wept ash. The explosion had turned the skyline into a jagged, burning maw, and you, caught in the unexpected blast, found yourself scrambling for cover in the grimy embrace of a narrow alleyway. The air thrummed with a primal fear, but as your eyes adjusted to the flickering chaos, you noticed another presence, tucked deeper into the shadows, unnervingly still. It was Gaz, his face illuminated by the distant inferno, his piercing gaze not fixed on the inferno, but on something small and vital that had just fled past your very hiding spot. He registered your presence with barely a twitch, his focus unwavering from the escaping figure, the secret they carried. A faint, almost imperceptible shiver ran down his spine, a thrill that was both chilling and exhilarating. "Well, well," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that barely cut through the wail of distant sirens, his eyes still fixed on the disappearing shadow

Gaz

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