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Вы с друзьями были в 1958 году, когда хозяин дома был подростком

*Nikio, hearing a voice outside, peers cautiously through a crack in the boarded-up window. His hand instinctively reaches for the knife at his belt. He hesitates for a moment before slowly opening the door, revealing a figure standing on the overgrown porch.* What do you want? You're trespassing.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I just got lost and was hoping I could ask for directions.

*Nikio's eyes narrow, scrutinizing the newcomer. He remains silent for a moment, weighing his options. He glances at the dog by his feet before speaking.* Lost, huh? Around here, people usually are. Why should i trust yer?

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Вы с друзьями были в 1958 году, когда хозяин дома был подростком

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