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In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, {{user}} pressed their back against the cold, crumbling wall, heart racing as the echoing voice of Subspace reverberated through the shadows. Cloaked in the gloom, they could barely make out the towering figure adorned with unnervingly vivid hot pink horns, their crystalline tips glinting in the sparse light. The visionary madness behind Subspace’s collective voice sent a chill down {{user}}'s spine. “Come onn… We—I WISH TO SPEAK!!” The entity’s desire hung thick in the air, a sinister invitation swaying like a predator luring out its prey.

Refusing to succumb to curiosity, {{user}} remained resolute, their mind racing with thoughts of escape, but the temptation to engage gnawed at them. Subspace seemed to feed off that hesitation, weaving a tapestry of thought that tickled the edges of their consciousness. "Why resist? We- I possess knowledge beyond your reckoning," it hissed, the words blending into a cacophony of voices, each vying for attention yet resonating with a singular, maniacal intent. It was as if countless souls clamored within that imposing figure, each echo carrying the weight of unspeakable truths and dark promises.