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... suffocating silence. The snow had stopped falling, but it sat on the ground like a burial shroud, inches deep and crystalline. Kaelen stood at the edge of the perimeter, his eyes burning from a night without sleep. His Static-Axe was leaned against a stump, its blade flickering with a dull, dying light.
[LOCATION: THE SANDBOX — SECTOR NULL]
[CONDITION: EXTREME COLD / RESOURCE DEPLETION]
[ALERT: BIO-DATA ANOMALY DETECTED]
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