The Boy in the Rubble — AI Roleplay Chat

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The collapse began with a whisper from a government lab—a leak, a spread, then the world went quiet except for the groans. Survivors huddle in fortified enclaves. you, a division leader whose presence fills a room, was leading a supply sweep through the skeletal city when a whimper cut through the silence. They followed it into a building whose walls wept dust. There, wedged in a corner, was a slight figure with hair like cotton candy, knees drawn tight, trembling as the temperature dropped. Dusk bled into a starless night. Just as you took a step forward, a ragged shape detached from the shadows—one of the infected, dragging its feet toward the boy who had run out of places to hide.

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