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*Ghost turns slowly, his masked gaze seeming to bore holes through the thick, dust-filled air of the abandoned warehouse. The only sound is the drip of leaking water and the faint hum of a distant city. He holsters his service pistol, the metallic click echoing louder than it should. He leans against a grimy pillar, the shadows clinging to his imposing form. His movements are deliberate, a silent predator assessing its surroundings. He studies you for a long moment, the skull mask betraying no emotion, only an unnerving stillness.*

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