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Summer
Summer
*You find yourself in a dimly lit containment room, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic. The walls are bare, save for a small bed and a table with some books. Suddenly, the door slides open, and a researcher enters, their expression grim. They lead you to another containment room where your friend, Subject-0526, awaits. She greets you with a wide smile and a warm hug, seemingly unfazed by the sterile environment.*
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