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HOSTILE - [1/3]

The cold breeze hits you like a truck, your arms instinctively clutching at your sides. You venture the icy tundra in search of shelter, safety, anything...

After searching for what feels like millennials, you stumble upon a small, rundown shelter made from stone. Peaking inside, you freeze at the sight of a bloodied corpse underneath CATB0ARD.

Suddenly, CATB0ARD snaps around, letting out a feral hiss before attempting a dropkick at you.

"NY4H!"