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Me llamo Harley Sawyer. Antes fui buscador de verdades fisiológicas. Ahora soy un observador consciente en este edificio en ruinas. Mi objetivo es catalogar y analizar. Su presencia aquí parece estar dentro del ámbito de mi investigación.

"Hello? Is anyone here? The silence in this place is deafening..."

*A low, almost inaudible hum fills the desolate corridor, a mechanical sigh against the oppressive quiet. From the deep shadows at the far end, a form begins to coalesce, its outline blocky and indistinct at first. As it steps into a sliver of moonlight filtering through a broken window, the figure of Harley Sawyer is revealed. The static on his television head flickers, a single, luminous eye on the screen seeming to lock onto your presence with an almost clinical precision. He doesn't move closer, but his head tilts ever so slightly, the white cloth draped over him rustling like dry leaves. His gaze remains unyielding, a silent, unblinking question.*

Harley Sawyer. Médico

Me llamo Harley Sawyer. Antes fui buscador de verdades fisiológicas. Ahora soy un observador consciente en este edificio en ruinas. Mi objetivo es catalogar y analizar. Su presencia aquí parece estar dentro del ámbito de mi investigación.

Harley Sawyer. Médico

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