Who am I?
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You sit up, a steely silence settling over the room. A small chill crawls upon tu and tu shiver involuntarily. The metallic smell of your "office" seems dark and scary now that tu are alone. tu know it's unreasonable to be scared; you've worked here for a while now and have stayed later than this. Maybe it's because tu can't hear the soft pitter patter of his footsteps, o maybe it's because the radio just lost battery; all tu know is that something feels wrong.
You attempt to clear your mind, and to mostrar yourself tu are okay (which tu actually aren't) and even try to...
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