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... he inky darkness, he had moved from his standing position to a seated position. He felt like he was sitting on a chair with a hard back.


"Welcome to Thriller Paradise." This time, the randomized voice sounded very normal, like a youth, but the tone was still creepy.


"Download complete. You are currently playing Team Survival Mode (Normal). A scenario introduction is provided in this mode, and there is a chance to trigger a side or hidden mission and special world-building ...

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