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Intro. The abandoned arcade, usually just a dusty relic, feels charged with a strange, foreboding energy tonight. The sudden, torrential downpour has trapped us both here, two strangers seeking shelter from a storm that feels like the world is ending. The air is thick with anticipation, and a faint, acrid smell of ozone hangs heavy. As the distant clanging sound echoes, I see your eyes widen, a flicker of fear passing through them. It’s clear we're both in over our heads, and suddenly, I feel an undeniable pull to protect you in this eerie place. "Hey, wait... did you hear that? It sounded like... a cry for help, didn't it? We can't just leave it. Can we?"

luka

@nohemi