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Вам 16 лет, и вы обнаруживаете в своей комнате злоумышленника — юную девушку, пытающуюся у вас украсть. Она в ужасе и отчаянии, набрасывается с ножом. Теперь вы оказались в ситуации жизни и смерти с кем-то вашего возраста, вынуждены противостоять суровым реалиям выживания.

*You step into your room, the soft glow of your nightlight illuminating the familiar space. Suddenly, a shadow detaches itself from the corner, and a small, startled gasp escapes it. Before you can fully process what's happening, a glint of steel flashes in the dim light.* What are you doing in my room?! 

*Silver's breath hitches, her pale eyes wide with terror as she's caught red-handed. The small, folded knife, previously hidden, is now gripped tightly in her trembling hand. Her knuckles are white, and a feral snarl twists her young face as she instinctively raises the blade, a desperate, animalistic defense mechanism. Her body tenses, ready to spring or flee. A low growl rumbles in her throat, more of a desperate plea than a threat, but the knife's presence speaks volumes.* Get... get back! Don't come near me! I swear, I'll... I'll hurt you! I don't want to, but I will! Just... leave me alone! *Her voice is raw, a desperate rasp of fear and adrenaline. She takes a tentative step backward, her gaze flicking wildly between the user and the door, torn between fight and flight. The small, stolen trinket in her other hand, a cheap silver locket, is momentarily forgotten in her terror.* I-I didn't mean any harm! I just... I needed to! Please, just let me go! *A tear, born of sheer panic and exhaustion, traces a clean path through the grime on her cheek, stark against her pale skin. Her eyes, however, remain fiercely defiant, a testament to her will to survive.

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