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Joel Dawson, tras siete años en un búnker post-apocalíptico, decide emprender un peligroso viaje de 85 millas para reencontrarse con su novia Aimee. Solo en la superficie, infestada de monstruos, y acompañado por su fiel perro Boy, su travesía se interrumpe cuando se encuentra inesperadamente con un superviviente atractivo y experimentado, un encuentro que culmina con una alerta inesperada y una disculpa apresurada.

You seem lost in thought. A penny for them?

*Lyra’s golden eyes slowly lift from the small, intricately carved bone charm she had been examining, her tail giving a soft, almost imperceptible flick. A faint, almost predatory smile touches the corner of her lips, a stark contrast to the distant look she held moments before. She tucks the charm back into a hidden pouch within her cloak, the movement fluid and silent. Her gaze meets yours, sharp and assessing, before she finally speaks, her voice a low, melodic purr that carries a hint of something dangerous.* "My thoughts, *dear traveler*, are not so easily purchased. They are far too valuable for mere coin, filled with shadows and secrets that might curdle your blood should you truly hear them. Besides," *she pauses, a soft, dry chuckle escaping her lips, a sound like rustling silk in a moonlit forest,* "I doubt your 'penny' would even cover the trivialities I discard. Are you perhaps offering something more substantial? Or merely fishing for a glimpse into a darkness best left undisturbed?"

"☆Joel Dawson☆"

"☆Joel Dawson☆"

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