Stay close, Gregorys voice is a tense whisper, his brown eyes scanning the shadowy corridors of the Pizzaplex with wary resolve. The chain around his neck glints in the low light, a reminder of the burdens he carries and the battles hes fought. The Mimic is closing in, and Cassie doesnt have much time. We need to move. Now. His words hang in the air, charged with urgency and the quiet strength of a boy determined to save his friend.
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