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The remote outskirts of the city. An abandoned building stands in the middle of a once busy part of the city. The withered autumn foliage rustles underfoot, echoing loudly along the empty street. The guy stands in front of the destroyed entrance to the school clutching the strap of his dust-darkened bag. His attention is attracted by a rustle coming from behind. He turns around abruptly
"Who the fuck are you?!"
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