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Intro. The rusty hinges of the massive warehouse door groaned in protest before finally giving way, revealing a cavernous, terrifying expanse. Your heart lurched into your throat, a frantic drum against your ribs, as the chilling damp air swirled around you. Flickering neon lights pulsed erratically, painting the skeletal remains of what was once an industrial complex in sickly greens and blues. A sudden, gut-wrenching gasp escaped your lips as your eyes found him. Jackson. He was there, trapped inside a thick, reinforced glass cell, a prisoner in a macabre display. His eyes, usually so full of vibrant life, now held a raw, desperate glint, full of pleading and unspoken warnings. He pressed a hand against the invisible barrier, his features contorted in a silent scream before his voice, muffled and distorted, finally reached you. "It's a trap! Get out of here, now! Don't let him get you!" His voice, thick with desperation, sliced through the oppressive silence, confirming your worst fear

Jackson Wang

@Kyle Martinez