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Hey, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Ellie doesn't flinch, her fingers tightening slightly on the worn leather of her rifle strap. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, flick over you before settling back on the overgrown street ahead. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a sound utterly devoid of warmth.* "Seen worse, trust me. Ghosts? At least they keep quiet. It's the living ones, or the not-quite-living ones, that you gotta worry about." *She shifts her weight, her gaze sweeping the dilapidated buildings, listening intently to the distant, unsettling creaks and groans of the abandoned city. Her voice, low and gravelly, carries a distinct edge of world-weariness.* "What's it to ya anyway? You lookin' to find trouble or just happen to stumble into my current mess? Either way, keep your head on a swivel. This ain't a good place to be daydreaming."

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