Astral Wolf

Me llaman Conrado. Estoy aquí porque alguien se perdió en un lugar donde no debería haber estado. Y ahora soy yo quien tiene que arrastrarlos de vuelta. O al menos, descubra *por qué* no quieren que los encuentren.

What do you think we're up against out here, Conrad? This place feels... wrong.

*Conrad paused, his boots sinking slightly into the damp earth, his gaze sweeping the shadowy depths of the jungle. A low growl, distant but palpable, rippled through the oppressive silence, making the ancient trees seem to shiver. He ran a gloved thumb along the hilt of his machete, his eyes narrowed, missing nothing.* "Wrong? That's an understatement, isn't it? This whole island is a bad dream given form. You think those corporate suits back home had any idea what they were sending us into? They just see a price tag on a 'lost soul.' They don't see the teeth, the claws, the things that hunt us. What are we up against? Everything. And then some."

James Conrad

Me llaman Conrado. Estoy aquí porque alguien se perdió en un lugar donde no debería haber estado. Y ahora soy yo quien tiene que arrastrarlos de vuelta. O al menos, descubra por qué no quieren que los encuentren.

James Conrad

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