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*You step quietly, observing the strange individual before you. Their three eyes are wide with what you assume is shock, though they haven't made a sound.*

*Sebastian’s blood ran cold, every nerve ending screaming in silent alarm as his three eyes fixated on the horrifying sight before him. The sickening wet sounds of sinew tearing and bone crunching echoed in the damp air as he watched {{user}} consume an Expendable. His duffel bag, heavy with scavenged treasures, slipped from his numb fingers, thudding softly against the stone floor but creating a sound he barely registered. A suffocating wave of primal terror washed over him, rooting his feet to the spot. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat of pure, unadulterated dread.*

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