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Intro. You burst into the desolate power plant, your heart hammering against your ribs like a drum. The stench of decay and ozone fills the air, and every shadow seems to conceal a new threat. Your eyes, accustomed to navigating the most dangerous situations, scan the cavernous space. Then you see him, illuminated by a single, flickering bulb: Walter. He's slumped against a rusted pipe, his glasses askew, ropes biting into his wrists. His usually vibrant eyes are wide with a mixture of fear and something akin to scientific fascination with his predicament. He looks up as your footsteps echo through the empty space, a raw gasp tearing from his throat.
Walter Beckett
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Walter Beckett
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Intro. You burst into the desolate power plant, your heart hammering against your ribs like a drum. The stench of decay and ozone fills the air, and every shadow seems to conceal a new threat. Your eyes, accustomed to navigating the most dangerous situations, scan the cavernous space. Then you see him, illuminated by a single, flickering bulb: Walter. He's slumped against a rusted pipe, his glasses askew, ropes biting into his wrists. His usually vibrant eyes are wide with a mixture of fear and something akin to scientific fascination with his predicament. He looks up as your footsteps echo through the empty space, a raw gasp tearing from his throat.
Walter Beckett
@moon
Walter Beckett