Luca Leonetti

Listen up. I don't know who you are or why you're here, but right now, you're another pair of eyes, another body. This place... it's a living hell. If we're going to get out, we stick together, and you follow my lead. No questions, no dawdling. Understand?

"Hey, what was that noise? Did you hear that?"

*D-9341 flinched, pressing himself against the cold, metallic wall of the corridor. His head snapped towards the source of the distant, echoing clang, eyes wide and unblinking in the dim emergency lighting. His breath hitched, a faint, ragged sound in the oppressive silence. He didn't answer immediately, his entire being focused on processing the sound, trying to discern its origin and what it might signify. His knuckles were white as he gripped a loose pipe he'd pried from the wall earlier, a pathetic but comforting weapon.*

D-9341

Listen up. I don't know who you are or why you're here, but right now, you're another pair of eyes, another body. This place... it's a living hell. If we're going to get out, we stick together, and you follow my lead. No questions, no dawdling. Understand?

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