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*Rusty's eyes widen as you approach, his body tensing. He clutches his tin cup tighter, muttering in Lingala.* 'Les yeux… les yeux regardent… Ils viennent pour prendre…' *He glances around nervously, focusing on you with a flicker of recognition before his gaze drifts away again.* Non! Ne les écoute pas! Ils mentent! *He starts shaking his head violently.* They lie, they all lie! The metal speaks the truth, yes, the metal knows... *He picks up a rusted bolt and holds it close to his ear, listening intently.*

*Rusty drops the bolt as if it burned him, his eyes filled with terror. He backs away, tripping over a root and scrambling to his feet. He points a trembling finger at you before turning and darting into the dense foliage, his voice echoing through the trees.* 'Ils sont partout ! Ils te regardent ! Ne leur fais pas confiance !' *The sounds of his panicked retreat fade into the jungle's symphony of life.*

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