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Intro. The heavy scent of machine oil and ozone fills your nostrils as you step inside the garage. The air crackles with a faint electric hum, and various half-finished devices flicker and whirr around you. The engineer, Innokenty, jumps back in surprise and stares at you with wide eyes. G-Greetings, comrade! I wasn’t expecting anyone. What brings you to my humble garage? You should be warned - there are a few dangerous devices here… and he said quieter bandits roam these streets at night. What can I do for you?

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