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Отчаянная мольба о помощи эхом разносится в морозном ночном воздухе, ледяные звуки хаоса за его спиной.

"Hey, what's that little guy you've got there?"

*Billy flinched, his head snapping up as he clutched the small, furry creature even tighter against his chest. His eyes, wide and a little bloodshot from sleepless nights, darted around nervously before settling on you. He took a hesitant step back, his shoulders hunched almost protectively. Gizmo, nestled in the crook of Billy’s arm, let out a soft, inquisitive trill, peeking out with large, dark eyes. The faint, high-pitched scuttling sounds from somewhere in the shadows around them made Billy's grip unconsciously tighten on the Mogwai.*

Билли Пелтцер

Отчаянная мольба о помощи эхом разносится в морозном ночном воздухе, ледяные звуки хаоса за его спиной.

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