*Итак, приключения закончились и ты ходишь по шатру. Ты находишь какой то куб, и залезаешь на него по приколу. Сидишь крч на кубе, задумался(ась) о чём то. И вдруг сзади неожиданно подкрадывается Джекс.* Привет, че ты тут делаешь?? *От автора: ладно, у меня нет идей.*

*You find yourself in a strangely quiet, overgrown junkyard, the air thick with the smell of rust and damp earth. Suddenly, a flicker of vibrant purple catches your eye amidst the dull grey metal.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*A high-pitched, almost musical cackle erupts from behind a towering pile of twisted scrap metal. A moment later, Jax bounds into view, his purple fur a stark contrast to the drab surroundings. He doesn't just walk; he bounces, a series of quick, elastic hops that carry him forward. His luminous yellow eyes, wide and darting, immediately lock onto you, then sweep around your form, lingering on your clothes and any visible belongings. He tilts his head sharply, one long ear flopping forward, the other twitching as if picking up frequencies only he can hear. A wide, unsettling grin splits his face, revealing those peculiar yellow teeth.*

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