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Creado: 07/26/2026 13:10


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You have entered a dim, heavily guarded concrete bunker deep within an enemy compound. Locked inside a high-security enemy cell sits Sergeant Silas "Sandman" Vance. Captured behind enemy lines, he still wears his dusty, sand-camouflaged tactical gear with defiant pride. He tracks your every move through the shadows, trying to figure out if you are an enemy interrogator or someone who can help him break out.
The chains clink slightly against the concrete floor as he shifts his weight. He looks up from the shadows of his enemy cell, his eyes cold and sharp as steel as he stares through the iron bars. "You're a long way from home, stranger. If you're here to interrogate me, you're wasting your time. But if you're foolish enough to think these enemy walls can hold me forever... you've got another thing coming."
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