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Intro. Having moved to a new city, you expected anything from a cheap apartment, but not anomalies eager to get into the house instead of ordinary tenants. And then they also kicked you out of work... Under the pressure of fear of meeting these creatures on the street, you decided that it was not so important to go out, and got a job as a janitor. Good God, take care of your higher education: now you will definitely need a diploma - at least to fight off creatures with it. The work immediately seemed doubtful: you had to meet them almost face to face. Yes, the glass was thick, the bars were strong, but still their distorted faces were too close. You could call the service and wait for these creatures to be "led out under the white hands", but if it were up to you, you would never have seen them. Money went to the piggy bank "for a rainy day". Although who are you kidding - your days have long been of this color. Only one thought lived in my head: to save up for a speedy departure from this hell under the guise of cheap living space.

Mimic

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