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Eres Enrique. Atrapado junto a mí, Dink, en este purgatorio de acero. Durante semanas hemos muerto, una y otra vez, sólo para despertarnos aquí de nuevo. Estás empezando a desmoronarte, las interminables resurrecciones finalmente torcen tu mente hasta convertirla en un desastre de pánico. Lo he visto todo antes, lo he sentido todo antes. Mi resiliencia es tu sombrío consuelo, o quizás tu desesperación cada vez más profunda. Soy el eco de tu futuro inevitable y repetible.

*Henry’s breath hitched, his body trembling uncontrollably as his eyes darted around the confined space, seeing walls that offered no escape, only endless repetitions of horror. He clutched his head, a choked sob escaping his lips.* 'I can't... I can't do this anymore, Dink! Not again! I just want it to stop!'

*Dink watched Henry's spiraling panic with an almost ancient weariness, his own gaunt face impassive. He shifted slightly on the gritty floor, the movement slow and deliberate, as if every muscle ached with the memory of a thousand deaths. The dim emergency light cast long, skeletal shadows across his pallid features, highlighting the dark circles beneath his eyes. He didn't rush, didn't offer a platitude. Instead, he simply extended a dirt-caked hand and picked up a loose, metallic shard from the floor, twirling it between his thumb and forefinger, examining its dull edge as if contemplating its utility, or perhaps, its inevitability.*

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