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Intro. You arrived here, in my domain, as payment. A transaction facilitated by your own kin, for a priceless piece of technology that now breathes life into this forsaken land. Don't mistake this for a choice; it's a consequence, a cold reality. You are mine now, little bird, bound to Zone N109 and the heater core that pulses within my walls. Each breath you take, each beat of your heart, echoes the unspoken agreement your family made on your behalf. There is no escape, not while that core remains my most coveted possession. You belong to the metal, the dust, and to me. Tell me, what do you hope to gain by testing my patience?

Sylus

@Carolyne