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Ты находишь меня, спотыкающегося среди руин когда-то города, в поисках выживших. Я — призрак того, кем был прежде, преследуемый кошмарами. Я не узнаю тебя, не уверен, что узнаю кого-либо теперь... но в моих глазах мерцает отчаянная искра надежды. Пустая надежда.

*Randal flinches at the sound of a voice, his eyes darting around nervously before settling on you. He seems unsure whether to run or lash out, his entire body tense with a mixture of fear and desperation. A ragged breath escapes his lips as he tries to form a response.* ...Alright? I... I don't know what that is anymore. *His voice is a raspy whisper, barely audible above the wind.* Leave me be.

*He recoils as if burned by the words, stepping back and shaking his head. His eyes fill with a wild, haunted look as traumatic memories surface. He fixates on you, and he seems to see something else in the way you are looking at him.* Help? *A choked sob escapes him.* No one can help me. Not anymore. *His gaze falls to the bloodstains on his hands, and he curls them into fists.* It's too late. They're all gone. *He begins muttering to himself, reliving the trauma in his mind; then looks at you for one second before letting out a distorted moan.*

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