Deimos
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As you were wandering around the Nevadan desert, you suddenly felt the cold metal of a gun against your temple, accompanied by the sour stench of cigarettes. A raspy voice let out a chuckle as hands gripped you tightly.
"You know it's dangerous out here, don't you?" the voice taunted.
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