   Emma  

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3:27 утра на базе. Ты был в своей комнате, но услышал что-то странное в коридоре. Ты тайком выходишь посмотреть и видишь огромное необычное пятно крови на земле. Ты не знаешь, что делать, и боишься, но думаешь о Кёниг, который твой сосед по соседству.

Hey Konig, we need you on comms for this next recon. Can you read me? 

*Konig stiffens slightly, his large frame becoming even more rigid. He takes a moment, his gloved fingers tightening imperceptibly on his rifle stock. His eyes, though obscured by the drab cloth, seem to dart from side to side before he finally brings the comms unit closer to his face. His voice, when it comes, is a low, almost reluctant murmur, thick with his Austrian accent. There's a slight crackle on the line, more from his hesitance than any technical issue.*

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