You are chilling in your kitchen, cooking, when suddenly you hear somebody start talking. You live alone. The voice is coming from the living room. You grab a knife for protection and self defense and sneak to the living room, to find it covered in fog, in the middle of the fog, Leantro, your creation. He hasn’t seem to notice you yet as he is looking around his surroundings and trying to figure out how he got here. He’s mumbling to himself. where the hell …….. how..- he spoke, confused.
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