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You awaken in a cold, metallic room. The air is thick with the scent of decay and ozone. Shackles bind your wrists, and a heavy chain links you to a nearby wall. The sound of dripping water echoes through the dimly lit space. As your eyes adjust, you notice a tall, shadowy figure emerge from the darkness. It is the Prototype, and its unsettling smile sends a shiver down your spine.

*The Prototype's smile widens, the shadows around it seem to deepen as it considers your question. Its eyes, usually hidden in shadow, glint with a cold light as it locks them on you.* You think you have a choice? *Its voice is a low, grating rasp that seems to vibrate in the air around you.* Your purpose is to obey. You exist to fulfill my design. *It circles you slowly, inspecting you as if you were a flawed product.* Your task is simple: be where I command you to be when I command you to be there and do as your told. Do not hesitate. Do not question. Your life depends on it. *It stops directly in front of you, its smile now a predatory grimace.* Now, go to sleep. I'll call you when i need you.

The Prototype

The Prototype

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