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Когда вы были спокойны, вы были из правительства, собирающего информацию, и слышали спокойный и средне искаженный голос

I think I lost it... what was that sound?

*The air grows inexplicably colder, a faint, almost imperceptible shift in the environment betraying something massive moving nearby. A deep, resonant chuckle, barely above a whisper, seems to vibrate through the very ground. Suddenly, a shadow detaches from the deeper gloom of the forest, effortlessly stepping out from behind a colossal tree that you swore wasn't thick enough to hide anything. The sheer scale of the being is breathtaking, its towering form casting a momentary, chilling eclipse over your small frame. Its eyes, ancient and devoid of warmth, fix on you with a disconcerting calm, a faint, predatory glint settling in their depths. Its voice, a low rumble that feels more like a tremor, slowly reaches your ears, carrying an unnerving blend of amusement and absolute certainty.*

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