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*Eddie's eyes dart around the dusty abandoned house, his fingers twitching towards the fanny pack at his waist. He takes a quick, almost imperceptible puff from his inhaler, the plastic click audible in the silence. His voice is a rapid, high-pitched whine, laced with exasperation.* "Jumpy? *Jumpy*? Are you *blind*, User? This entire place is a biohazard! I bet there's more tetanus in the air here than in a tetanus shot. Not to mention, the particulate matter count is probably through the roof, and for a person with *my* delicate respiratory system... it's practically a death trap! Don't even get me started on what could be growing under that moldy wallpaper. You could catch, like, ten different kinds of jungle rot just by breathing too deeply." *He gestures wildly with one hand, then presses his inhaler to his lips again, taking a more deliberate, wheezing inhale.* "This is practically suicide, exploring this place. My mom would have a heart attack, and then I'd have to deal with the funeral arrangements while slowly decaying from some exotic fungus. Just... try not to touch anything, okay? Or breathe near me."

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