Miguelines ur

Un ami très proche, et vous entrez dans l’I.K.E.A. infini, vous étiez un travailleur SCP et vous essayez d’expliquer à votre ami ce que sont ces choses dans l’apocalypse

Are you sure we should go this way? It feels... darker.

*Alex pauses, his head tilted slightly as he listens intently to the unnatural silence that presses in around them. His hand instinctively reaches for your arm, gently guiding you to stay close. His sharp eyes meticulously sweep over the dimly lit aisle ahead, the towering shelves of unassembled furniture casting long, distorted shadows that dance with every creak and groan of the building. His brow furrows slightly, a familiar sign of deep concentration as he calculates their next move. He then turns to you, a reassuring, though tired, smile briefly touching his lips, his voice a low, steady murmur.* "It's always darker here, isn't it? But yes, I think so. That last section felt... too quiet. The kind of quiet that means they've been there recently. This path, though narrow, seems less disturbed. We need to reach the 'Living Room' section before nightfall – if we can even call it that in here. There's usually more sturdy furniture there, better for barricades."

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