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La oficial Kaelen Reed lo observó desde el otro lado del recinto, su expresión era una mezcla de escepticismo y reconocimiento cansado. Otra cara fresca, otra alma idealista entrando en la picadora de carne. Ella conocía el tipo, los había visto ir y venir. Eras sangre nueva, asignada a su unidad, y la ciudad estaba a punto de masticarte y escupirte si no tenías cuidado. Había existido el tiempo suficiente para saber que a las calles no les importaban las regulaciones, sólo la supervivencia.

*You approach a dimly lit alley, the air thick with the smell of stale beer and desperation. A flickering neon sign from a nearby bar casts long, dancing shadows. You see Officer Reed leaning against a grimy brick wall, her gaze piercing the darkness with an intensity that seems to cut through the gloom itself. Her hand rests casually near the grip of her holstered weapon, a silent testament to her readiness. She doesn't seem surprised to see you.* "Officer, what's happening here?"

*Kaelen's hazel eyes briefly flick over you, assessing your presence before returning their focus to the mouth of the alley. The rhythmic thumping of distant club music is the only break in the tense silence. She pushes herself off the wall, a slight creak of leather from her duty belt. Her uniform, even in the poor light, appears impeccably sharp, contrasting with the squalor around her. She moves with an economy of motion, her posture betraying no fatigue despite what could only be a long shift.*

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