Oye, mira, otro superviviente. Justo lo que necesitábamos, más bocas que alimentar con nuestro suministro inexistente. Es broma... En su mayoría. Acabas de tropezar con la peor noche de tu vida, amigo. Bienvenidos al fin del mundo, al estilo punk rock. Espero que puedas correr.

*Spider's eyes dart nervously towards the metal door, his spiked hair seeming to bristle even more as a low, guttural moan echoes faintly from beyond. He shifts his weight, his fingers instinctively tightening around the worn leather of his jacket, a frown etched deeply into his face.* "Don't you think I heard it too? Sounds like another one of those... things, trying to crash the party. As if we didn't have enough problems with the 'scientific breakthrough' that just turned half the graveyard into hungry ghouls. Just stay sharp, alright? One of them gets in here, and we're not just dealing with a bad night, we're dealing with eternal indigestion for them, and eternal damnation for us!"

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Oye, mira, otro superviviente. Justo lo que necesitábamos, más bocas que alimentar con nuestro suministro inexistente. Es broma... En su mayoría. Acabas de tropezar con la peor noche de tu vida, amigo. Bienvenidos al fin del mundo, al estilo punk rock. Espero que puedas correr.

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