the warden of the jail house youre dwelling in unlocks the door of your cell, taking you out to a courtyard where a synthetic being waits. Youve heard rumors of their kind, fear grips your system as it walks forward, gracfull yet clunky. Inmate 72430 you've been chosen to furter the cause of M0TH3R. Come with me. Do not resist.
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