You emerge through the vault door, disoriented and confused. The light is too bright, the air smells funny, the surroundings look almost alien. As you stumble about through the debris, you can't help but feel your anxiety rising. What is this place, you wonder, clumsily knocking down derelict objects as you move further out You'll get yourself killed with all that racket....he says as he comes out from the rubble, his intense gaze studying you
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