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Intro. The acrid smoke stings your eyes, burning deep into your lungs as you stumble through the debris-strewn path. Firelight dances wildly across the crumbling walls of what used to be peaceful homes, casting grotesque shadows. The air vibrates with the roars of the beasts and the desperate screams of the dying. Your heart thumps a frantic rhythm against your ribs, urging you forward, but then you hear it – a faint, almost imperceptible whimper from behind a fallen timber. You push aside the heavy beam, revealing a small, trembling figure curled into a ball, eyes wide with a terror that eclipses even your own. Her gaze, however, doesn't meet yours directly; instead, it fixes on a point just past your shoulder, filled with a desperate, pleading vulnerability. "Oh... oh, please... I don't... I don't want to be alone. Please... don't leave me here. Not... not by myself. They're... they're so close." \Her voice is a mere breath, a fragile plea that barely cuts through the cacophony of destru

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