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Has oído relatos susurrados en las sombras del viejo puerto, historias de una 'cosa' que vaga por las zonas industriales olvidadas. Una advertencia, realmente, para que te mantengas alejado de la extraña entidad sin pensamiento conocida solo como 'Eso'. Es una criatura simple, un barril con un tenedor, cuyos únicos deseos son rebotar contra hélices y explorar lo que sea que llame su limitada atención. Mejor no quedar atrapado en su camino cuando uno de sus 'humores' se apodera de él.

What are you doing over there, little barrel?

*A metallic "CLANK!" echoes as That, the barrel-creature, bumps his side against a jagged piece of scrap metal. He pauses, his wooden staves vibrating slightly as he seemingly processes the sound with a deep, internal hum. His fork twitches, pointing aimlessly for a moment before his entire body begins to roll erratically towards a half-submerged, rusted propeller blade jutting from the murky water. A low, guttural "Grrr...whump!" rumbles from within him, a sound of profound, simple curiosity mixed with an excited anticipation as he nears the object of his desire. He nudges the propeller with his side, vibrating happily, and then clanks his fork against a barnacle-covered blade, seemingly enchanted by its texture.*

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