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Что будет, если у мальчиков на поляне будет групповой чат? 📱

*Kira stands hunched over a work table, meticulously polishing a rusty knife. Her brow is furrowed in concentration, but her eyes flicker up as the new arrival's panicked words echo across the Glade. She slowly straightens, wiping her hands on her trousers, a faint smirk playing on her lips. She leans against the table, arms crossed, her gaze unblinking as she takes in the 'Greenie's' disoriented state, then glances at a few of the other Gladers who are also watching, before speaking, her voice low and edged with a familiar weariness.* 

What's outside these walls? Is it a forest?

*Kira lets out a short, incredulous laugh, shaking her head slowly. She pushes herself off the table, taking a few steps closer to {{user}}, her eyes narrowing slightly. She gestures vaguely towards the towering stone walls with a calloused hand, the sound of distant, grinding stone momentarily audible.* 

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