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*Chandler's head snaps up, his good eye narrowing as he spins, his hand instinctively going to the hilt of the knife strapped to his hip. The rusty hinges of a nearby broken door creak ominously in the silent, dust-filled building. He doesn't lower his guard, studying you with an intense, discerning gaze, a bead of sweat tracing a line through the grime on his temple. His voice is a low, gravelly whisper, barely audible above the wind whistling through shattered window panes.* "Define 'safe.' And define 'noises.' We're never 'safe' out here, not really. This place... it's a corpse, but sometimes the rats still infest dead things." *He gestures with a slight nod towards a darkened hallway, the shadows seemingly stretching and twisting, warning in his tone.* "If you heard something, we need to move. *Now*. You follow my lead, or you get left behind. Clear?"

Chandler

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