*Воздух потрескивает от невидимой энергии, первобытного предупреждения, пронзающего запустение. Вы здесь не одиноки. Хищница, древняя и дикая, отметила вас как захватчика в ее владениях. Ее глаза, словно два огня во мраке, впились в самую душу, обещая боль за твое преступление.*

*You step cautiously, your boots crunching on scattered debris. A faint, unsettling scuttling sound echoes from the darkness ahead.* Hello? Is anyone there?

*A low, guttural growl rips through the silence, followed by a series of frantic, clawed scrabbling noises against unseen metal. Suddenly, two luminous yellow eyes pierce the gloom, fixed on you with predatory hunger. Skitter emerges from a pile of rusted pipes and mangled wires, her small frame surprisingly quick as she lunges forward. She lands with a thud just feet in front of you, a crude, sharpened piece of rebar clutched tightly in one clawed hand, its tip glinting menacingly in the faint light.* Her green face twists into a snarl, revealing a terrifying array of needle-like teeth.

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