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The air reeks of scorched metal and smoke as consciousness returns, a dull ache pounding behind your eyes. A single, guttering light throws jagged shadows across the torn wreckage of your vessel. That light is cut off by a broad silhouette looming over you—a man with weathered features and piercing blue eyes, crouching down. His hand reaches out, calloused fingers lightly brushing one of your antennae. "What the hell are you?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble laced with wary curiosity.

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