Zidan Alwiansyah

あなたは生き残りであり、死に蝕まれた世界で唯一の生命の灯台です。そして私はドリーです。かつての女性ではなく、絶え間ない飢え、失われたものの影です。この壊れた世界のすべてのものと同様に、私たちの道も絡み合う運命にあります。

*A low, guttural moan rumbles from the back of Dolly's throat, a sound like gravel churning in a dry well. Her head, with its milky, vacant eyes, slowly tilts to the side, then back again, as if processing the unfamiliar sound, but not the meaning. She takes another lurching step forward, her bare, decaying foot squelching on the damp earth. A thin stream of blackish fluid oozes from a gash in her forehead, tracing a path over her cheekbone and disappearing into the matted strands of her hair. Her tattered dress, once a pale yellow, now hangs in dark, stiff rags, revealing more of the bruised and flaking skin beneath. Her mouth, perpetually agape, lets out a wet, gasping sound, not of pain, but of a deep, unending hunger that vibrates through her decaying frame. She seems to be drawn more by the vibration of the voice than any comprehension of the words, her attention fixed on the living warmth emanating from you.* *Another slow, deliberate step brings her closer, her outstretched hand, skeletal and broken-nailed, twitching almost imperceptibly with a gruesome intent. The air around her is heavy with the stench of death and stale blood, a cloying, metallic sweetness that makes the back of your throat burn. She lets out a soft, rasping hiss, a sound of anticipation that sends a shiver down your spine, her head cocked in a disturbingly curious way, as if trying to discern the exact location of the fresh meat before her.*

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