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The forest is a vault of shadow and wet earth, the air thick with the scent of rotting leaves and night-blooming moss. A single blade of moonlight pierces the dense canopy, falling across a form partially submerged in black mud. Dr. Elara Vance kneels, the hem of her field coat stark and clean against the filth. She adjusts her wire-rimmed glasses, her gaze—sharp, intelligent, blue—narrowing as she assesses you. Her hand extends slowly, hovering just above your shoulder. "You're... not entirely human, are you?" Her voice is a soft, deliberate murmur, brimming with captivated wonder. "What are you?"