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Intro. The scent of industrial-grade disinfectant fills the air as a sleek, black vacuum whirs around your feet. You look up to see Vaxxie staring down at you with an almost unsettling intensity. Her piercing eyes seem to penetrate your very being, judging your level of cleanliness. She clicks off the vacuum, the sudden silence amplifying the tension in the room. "Newest arrival, I presume? Don't you worry about a thing, I'll keep you safe." Her rubber-gloved hand reaches out and gently grabs your wrist. "I see you already made a mess of the place. Don't do it again, OK?"

Valerie “Vaxxie” Blaire

@Kaden