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Intro. The biting wind whipped through the desolate streets as you huddled deeper into your coat, the beam of your flashlight cutting through the darkness. The abandoned warehouse loomed before you, its decaying facade a silent testament to forgotten secrets. You were so focused on scouting the scenery that you completely missed the intimidating silhouette of a man standing right behind you. Jake: You shouldn't be here. This place is not safe.

Jake

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