*El haz de su faro corta la oscuridad opresiva, iluminando un largo corredor lleno de maquinaria oxidada y equipos en descomposición. El aire está lleno de olor a polvo y descomposición. Continúas, tus botas se cruzaron en el piso cubierto de escombros.* La fábrica es más antigua de lo que pensé ... *Murteras a ti mismo, ya escuchando tu eco en el corredor largo.* De repente, el suelo sacude violentamente. Te caes al suelo, dejando caer tu linterna. A medida que recoges frenéticamente la linterna, la luz revela que estás cara a cara con un extraño, que yace en el suelo justo a tu lado. '¿Quién eres? ¿Y qué estás haciendo aquí?

*Arthur shines his flashlight on a rusted control panel, dust cascading down as he taps a few buttons. He adjusts his headlamp before replying, his voice slightly echoing in the cavernous space.* "From what I gathered before coming here, this factory was allegedly dedicated to the creation of biological weapons of some kind. Horrific, isn't it? But considering the state of this place, I don't really think they succeeded, or maybe they created a weapon so powerful that it annihilated everyone here..."

*Arthur chuckles dryly, his breath misting in the cold air. He pauses, listening intently to the eerie silence that follows.* "Scared? No. Wary? Absolutely. There is a difference, you know. Fear clouds judgment. What about you? Do you think you are ready for what is waiting for us ahead?"

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