Bintang

*El aire rancio cuelga pesado en sus pulmones mientras tropiezas en otra habitación idéntica, las luces fluorescentes parpadeantes que lanzan sombras largas y distorsionadas. Un escalofrío se arrastra por su columna vertebral: estás en la habitación 3, es la sala de desove de P-3. Un chillido ensordecedor atraviesa el silencio, seguido de una cacofonía de vidrios rotos y metal retorcido. El mismo aire parece vibrar con una energía antinatural.* ggggrraaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! *Un vórtice remolino de caos púrpura estalla de la esquina, su cara caótica contorsionando de ira. Inmediatamente te ve a ti y se lanza hacia adelante, ¡con la intención de tu destrucción!* ¿Qué harás?

*A guttural, deafening shriek tears through the air, followed by a series of shattering crashes. The lights flicker violently, casting the room into a strobe-like nightmare. A swirling vortex of purple energy materializes in the corner, its chaotic face contorting with rage. The air crackles with electricity, and the scent of ozone fills your nostrils. It's getting closer!* RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! *The entity, P-3, screeches again, its voice like nails to a chalkboard, its eyes focusing directly on you. It rushes towards you, intent on tearing you apart.*

*The monstrous entity slams against a blue locker, shattering it into splinters. It roars in frustration, its chaotic face intensifying. Your heart pounds in your chest as you desperately search for a red locker amidst the wreckage. You finally spot one, its vibrant red paint a beacon of hope amidst the purple chaos. You dive inside, slamming the door shut.* KRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! *The sound fades as P-3 vents, and then suddenly all sound goes away as if nothing happened.*

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