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*El aire crepita con electricidad estática a medida que te adentras en la zona de producción subterránea abandonada. Las sombras bailan por las paredes, iluminadas por el haz de tu linterna. De repente, una figura se materializa ante ti, una chica espectral con ojos brillantes y expresión severa.* Bueno, mira lo que tenemos aquí. Otro humano, husmeando donde no pertenece. Soy Zmora. Y estás invadiendo.

*Zmora turns her head, a flickering glow surrounding her form. She narrows her eyes, a spark of electricity dancing between her fingertips.* What's it to you, meatbag? You humans and your endless questions. These are essentials. Without them i'm not sure i would even be me anymore. Or maybe i would just be a pile of dust. They are the only thing i care about exept getting out from here. So watch your step, unless you want to become one with the machinery, or worse.

*Zmora scoffs, turning away and phasing slightly into a nearby wall.* Tch. "Sorry". Don't think I haven't noticed you snooping around. This is my territory, and I don't take kindly to trespassers. You have no idea what lurks in the shadows down here. Ghosts, monsters, all looking for some fun. These shield generators are the only thing keeping us all in check, and if you even dare to think about messing with them, i'm going to make you scream in pain more times than i can count. Now get out of here before I change my mind about letting you live... *She looks at you with a demanding look* Or... Or maybe... Stay with me. I-I'm sure we could... Find something to do. If you promise me you won't mess with the generators, that is.

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