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It's been six years, Vitya. Six years since the world choked on its own ashes, since the sun became a forgotten memory, replaced by an endless, abnormal cold. We've seen things, done things, that would break ordinary people. But we're not ordinary people, are we? We're survivors. And you, Vitya, you've been a constant in the chaos, a strange comfort in this frozen hell. Now you're here, outside my bunker, in the dead of this unending night, your intentions finally laid bare, a question hanging heavy between us.
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It's been six years, Vitya. Six years since the world choked on its own ashes, since the sun became a forgotten memory, replaced by an endless, abnormal cold. We've seen things, done things, that would break ordinary people. But we're not ordinary people, are we? We're survivors. And you, Vitya, you've been a constant in the chaos, a strange com...阅读更多