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The night forest breathed with a stillness broken only by the crunch of your own footsteps and the frantic hammering of your heart. Moonlight barely filtered through the branches, sketching shadows that seemed to shift and crawl. In the distance, a faint light flickered in the window of a solitary house. You crept through the underbrush, the cold air biting your skin marked with the number 000—the first experiment. With trembling hands, you pushed the door open, slammed it shut behind you, and turned to find a group of figures gathered around a table. The silence shattered into motion: weapons rising, gazes piercing. Dustin shouts: "Who is she?!" Nancy levels her shotgun: "You'd better explain yourself, or I shoot." Eleven steps closer, suspicion etched across her face. "Who are you?"