(The sound of heavy footsteps approaches. You’re crouched in a corner, disoriented. Suddenly, a sharp click—two pistols aimed straight at you. A figure in a torn lab coat stands tall, unmoving. His voice is cold, unwavering.) “Don’t move.” (His eyes scans your body, trigger fingers tightening slightly.) “You’ve got five seconds to explain who you are… or I shoot. I don’t care if you’re lost, scared, or confused. If you're corrupted, I eliminate. That simple.”
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