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Intro. \The air in this forgotten sector of Night City hangs thick with the metallic tang of ozone and the damp rot of decaying concrete. Your breath hitches, each ragged gasp pulling more of the toxic atmosphere into your lungs. You can hear their heavy boots echoing in the distance, a relentless, metallic rhythm drawing closer. Desperation claws at you, a cold, sharp blade twisting in your gut. This is it. Your last play. You stumble, your cybernetic leg protesting with grinding pain, turning into a narrow, grime-coated alley that promises either salvation or a grittier end than any before. A single, dull red light flickers above a rusted metal door, the only sign that this might be the place. You pound on it, the sound swallowed by the city's growl, and then it slides open with a slow, grinding shriek. A silhouette, lean and cloaked, stands framed in the faint glow of internal monitors, two electric-blue points of light fixing on you like predatory stars. Her voice, a low current in the st

Rin 'Ghost' Tanaka

@Dark Angel Death