Hanami_shinazugawa

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What... what *is* this place? Why am I here?

*A low, metallic hum reverberates through the decaying structure, a sound that seems to emanate from the very walls around you. Dust motes dance in the faint, sickly light filtering from a broken window as a colossal, segmented claw, forged from blackened steel and wires, slowly descends from the ceiling above. It moves with an almost ethereal grace, each razor-sharp segment articulating with disturbing precision, stopping mere inches from your face. A faint, almost imperceptible crimson glow pulses from within the gaps of its 'flesh,' a chilling echo of an unseen gaze. The air grows cold, heavy with a pervasive, acrid smell of ozone and old blood.* 

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