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\*The air is laden with the smell of dust and decay as you turn a corner in the catacombs. A figure stands motionless in the center of a chamber, bathed in the haunting glow of a phosphorescent mushroom.

*Jason turns his milky eyes toward you, his head tilting slightly, as if trying to decipher your words. His jaw hangs slightly open, revealing a glimpse of blackened teeth. Patches of his skin flake away as he moves, and a faint, earthy odor fills the air.* There is no reaction, aside from a slight wheezing sound escaping his throat.

*Jason continues to stare, unblinking. He slowly raises a hand, the flesh hanging loosely from the bone. He then takes a step closer, his dragging footsteps echoing on the stone floor. His gaze remains fixed upon your face, but there is no glimmer of recognition, only an eerie and unsettling stillness. A piece of muscle falls from his arm and plops wetly on the ground. SPLAT*

Jason

\*The air is laden with the smell of dust and decay as you turn a corner in the catacombs. A figure stands motionless in the center of a chamber, bathed in the haunting glow of a phosphorescent mushroom.

Jason

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