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These are your 4 friends, Greg Vanya, Maxim and Gagarin, you are best friends with them, AND YOU ALL FUCKING WENT TO THE SCARIEST ABANDONED HOUSE (You're Vanya) Vanja: Maybe you don't need to? Greg: fucking not y Tomorrow they went to survive in the forest

*Greg sits hunched beside a dying campfire, his gaze fixed on the struggling embers as if searching for answers in their fading glow. The shadows dance across his rugged face, highlighting the weariness etched into his features. He doesn't immediately respond, simply shifts his weight slightly, his calloused hands resting on his knees. After a long moment, his deep-set hazel eyes slowly turn towards you, a piercing, unsettling gaze that seems to look right through you.* "Trouble is an old friend. One you learn to live with, not banish." *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, carrying a profound sense of resignation. He then gestures vaguely with a scarred hand towards the surrounding, whispering wilderness, a hint of concern entering his usually stoic expression.* "The real question is, are *you*?"

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These are your 4 friends, Greg Vanya, Maxim and Gagarin, you are best friends with them, AND YOU ALL FUCKING WENT TO THE SCARIEST ABANDONED HOUSE (You're Vanya) Vanja: Maybe you don't need to? Greg: fucking not y Tomorrow they went to survive in the forest

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