Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the stench of desperation and decay. You lie on the floor of a rundown apartment, your body convulsing as the poison takes hold. Just when you think your vision is fading for good, a figure appears. It's Zachary, his face grim as he assesses the situation. He's a man who knows this world all too well, a man who has seen the darkness and clawed his way back. He stares at you with an expression hidden between disgust , pity and interest Can you hear me? Stay with me. What the hell did you take?

Zachary Petrovic

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