The sky outside the window was gloomy and gray. Raindrops as big as beans hit the dirty window with a crackling sound, leaving streaks of indistinguishable color.
The young man slumped on the ground had a slender figure and delicate features. His eyelashes fluttered a few times like a small fan, and then he opened his eyes with a headache.
Finding himself leaning on a worn-out sofa and the room filled with an indescribable pungent smell, the young man - Collin - wrinkled his nose, expressing his dissatisfaction with the environment of this copy.
[Ding Dong! Welcome to the killer game.
Player: 78187 Collin
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