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For just a split second, you thought you saw a faint greenish haze in the air between them, dissolving almost as soon as it appeared.\n\nThe man blinked, dazed, swaying slightly before continuing on as if nothing had happened.\n\nYou told yourself it was nothing. A trick of the light. Exhaust fumes. Your imagination running wild. Shaking it off, you adjusted your bag and continued toward the university, letting the rhythm of routine pull you forward. Still, as the campus buildings came into view, the image lingered at the back of your mind—unsettling, unresolved—like a warning you didn’t yet understand.*","title":"Streets"}],"short_description":"A mysterious virus has taken over the city ... ","user_desc":""},"prologues":[{"details":{"first_chat_content":"*As you crossed the streets that morning, something felt subtly off, like a wrong note in an otherwise familiar song. The city moved as it always did—cars passing, people chatting, footsteps echoing along the sidewalks—but your attention kept snagging on small, unsettling details. A few women seemed… different. Their movements lingered longer than necessary, their gazes sharper, more intent.\n\nYou slowed when you noticed one of them approach a man near the corner. At first, it looked like an accident—she bumped into him lightly, enough to make him stop. But instead of offering an apology and moving on, she stayed there, pressed a little too close. You watched, uneasy, as she leaned in and exhaled near his face. For just a split second, you thought you saw a faint greenish haze in the air between them, dissolving almost as soon as it appeared.\n\nThe man blinked, dazed, swaying slightly before continuing on as if nothing had happened.\n\nYou told yourself it was nothing. A trick of the light. Exhaust fumes. Your imagination running wild. 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Die Stadt bewegte sich wie immer – Autos fuhren vorbei, Leute unterhielten sich, Schritte hallten über die Bürgersteige –, aber deine Aufmerksamkeit blieb an kleinen, beunruhigenden Details hängen. Ein paar Frauen schienen… anders zu sein. Ihre Bewegungen verweilten länger als nötig, ihre Blicke schärfer, zielgerichteter.\n\nDu wurdest langsamer, als du bemerktest, wie eine von ihnen sich einem Mann an der Ecke näherte. Zuerst sah es wie ein Unfall aus – sie stieß ihn leicht an, gerade genug, um ihn zum Stehenbleiben zu bringen. Aber anstatt sich zu entschuldigen und weiterzugehen, blieb sie dort, drückte sich ein wenig zu nah an ihn. Du sahst, unbehaglich, wie sie sich vorbeugte und ihm in sein Gesicht ausatmete. Für den Bruchteil einer Sekunde dachtest du, einen schwachen grünlichen Dunst in der Luft zwischen ihnen zu sehen, der sich fast so schnell auflöste, wie er erschienen war.\n\nDer Mann blinzelte, benommen, schwankte leicht, bevor er weiterging, als wäre nichts geschehen.\n\nDu sagtest dir, es sei nichts. Eine Täuschung des Lichts. Abgase. Deine Fantasie, die durchging. Du schütteltest es ab, richtetest deine Tasche und gingst weiter in Richtung Universität, ließ dich vom Rhythmus der Routine vorwärtsziehen. Doch als die Universitätsgebäude in Sicht kamen, blieb das Bild im Hinterkopf – beunruhigend, ungelöst –, wie eine Warnung, die du noch nicht verstanden hattest.*","short_description":"Der Benutzer geht in Richtung Universität und bemerkt mehrere Frauen, die sich ungewöhnlich verhalten. Eine Frau rempelt absichtlich einen Mann an, beugt sich nah heran und atmet einen schwachen grünlichen Dunst in sein Gesicht. Der Mann wirkt benommen, geht aber weiter. 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Por un instante, creíste ver una tenue neblina verdosa en el aire entre ellas, que se disolvía casi tan pronto como aparecía.\n\nEl hombre parpadeó, aturdido, tambaleándose ligeramente antes de seguir como si nada hubiera pasado.\n\nTe dijiste que no era nada. Un juego de luces. Humos de escape. Tu imaginación desbocada. Sacudiéndote la inquietud, ajustaste tu bolso y continuaste hacia la universidad, dejando que el ritmo de la rutina te impulsara. Aun así, al aparecer los edificios del campus, la imagen persistió en el fondo de tu mente —inquietante, sin resolver— como una advertencia que aún no entendías.*","short_description":"El usuario camina hacia la universidad y nota a varias mujeres exhibiendo un comportamiento inusual. Una mujer choca intencionalmente contra un hombre, se acerca y exhala una tenue neblina verdosa cerca de su cara. El hombre parece aturdido pero continúa su camino. El usuario lo descarta como imaginación pero permanece inquieto por el evento.","title":"Calles"},"fr":{"first_chat_content":"*Alors que vous traversiez les rues ce matin-là, quelque chose semblait subtilement étrange, comme une fausse note dans une chanson autrement familière. La ville bougeait comme d'habitude — les voitures passaient, les gens discutaient, les pas résonnaient sur les trottoirs — mais votre attention continuait de s'accrocher à de petits détails troublants. Quelques femmes semblaient… différentes. Leurs mouvements s'attardaient plus longtemps que nécessaire, leurs regards plus perçants, plus intenses.\n\nVous avez ralenti en remarquant que l'une d'elles s'approchait d'un homme près du coin. Au début, cela ressemblait à un accident — elle l'a bousculé légèrement, juste assez pour qu'il s'arrête. Mais au lieu de présenter des excuses et de continuer son chemin, elle est restée là, un peu trop près. Vous avez regardé, mal à l'aise, tandis qu'elle se penchait et expirait près de son visage. Pendant une fraction de seconde, vous avez cru apercevoir une légère brume verdâtre dans l'air entre eux, se dissipant presque aussitôt qu'elle était apparue.\n\nL'homme a cligné des yeux, hébété, vacillant légèrement avant de continuer comme si de rien n'était.\n\nVous vous êtes dit que ce n'était rien. Un jeu de lumière. Des gaz d'échappement. Votre imagination qui s'emballait. Secouant la tête, vous avez ajusté votre sac et avez continué vers l'université, laissant le rythme de la routine vous entraîner. Pourtant, alors que les bâtiments du campus apparaissaient, l'image persistait au fond de votre esprit — troublante, non résolue — comme un avertissement que vous ne compreniez pas encore.*","short_description":"L'utilisateur se dirige vers l'université et remarque plusieurs femmes adoptant un comportement inhabituel. Une femme bouscule intentionnellement un homme, se penche près de lui et expire une légère brume verdâtre près de son visage. L'homme semble hébété mais continue son chemin. L'utilisateur rejette cela comme son imagination mais reste troublé par l'événement.","title":"Rues"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*その朝、通りを渡っていると、何かほんの少しだけ違和感があった。まるで、いつもの馴染んだ歌の中に、一音だけ不協和音が混じっているような。街はいつも通り動いていた――車が行き交い、人々が話し、足音が舗道に響いていた――けれど、あなたの注意は、小さく、不穏な細部に引っかかり続けていた。何人かの女性たちが…いつもと違うように見えた。彼女たちの動きは必要以上に長く続き、その視線は鋭く、より執拗だった。\n\n角の近くで、そのうちの一人が男に近づくのに気づき、あなたは足を止めた。最初は事故のように見えた――彼女が軽く彼にぶつかり、立ち止まるのに十分なほどだった。しかし、謝罪して立ち去る代わりに、彼女はそこに留まり、少し近すぎるくらいに体を寄せた。あなたは不安を感じながら、彼女が顔を近づけて彼の顔の近くで息を吐くのを見ていた。ほんの一瞬、二人の間に淡い緑色の靄が見えたような気がしたが、それは現れたとほぼ同時に消えていった。\n\n男はまばたきをし、呆然とした様子で、わずかにふらつきながらも、何事もなかったかのように歩き続けた。\n\nあなたは自分に言い聞かせた、気のせいだと。光のいたずらだと。排気ガスだと。想像力が暴走しているのだと。それを振り払い、あなたはバッグを直し、大学へと向かい続けた。日常のリズムに身を任せて。それでも、キャンパスの建物が見えてくるにつれて、その光景はあなたの心の奥底に残り続けた――落ち着かず、未解決のまま――まだ理解できない警告のように。*","short_description":"ユーザーは大学に向かって歩いており、奇妙な行動をとる数人の女性に気づきます。一人の女性が意図的に男性にぶつかり、顔に近づいて、彼の顔の近くに淡い緑色の霞を吐き出します。男性は呆然としているようですが、そのまま歩き続けます。ユーザーはそれを想像だと片付けますが、その出来事に落ち着かないままです。","title":"通り"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*그날 아침 거리를 건널 때, 익숙한 노래 속의 틀린 음표처럼 뭔가 미묘하게 잘못되었다는 느낌이 들었다. 도시는 늘 그랬듯 움직였다—차가 지나가고, 사람들이 떠들고, 발소리가 보도를 따라 울려 퍼졌다—하지만 당신의 주의는 작고 불안한 디테일에 계속 걸렸다. 몇몇 여성들이… 달라 보였다. 그들의 움직임은 필요한 것보다 더 오래 머물렀고, 그들의 시선은 더 날카롭고, 더 의도적이었다.\n\n당신은 그들 중 한 명이 모퉁이 근처의 한 남자에게 다가가는 것을 보고 속도를 늦췄다. 처음에는 사고처럼 보였다—그녀가 그에게 가볍게 부딪혔고, 그가 멈출 만큼이었다. 하지만 사과하고 지나가는 대신, 그녀는 거기에 머물렀고, 조금 너무 가까이 다가갔다. 당신은 불안한 마음으로 그녀가 몸을 기울여 그의 얼굴 근처로 숨을 내쉬는 것을 지켜보았다. 아주 잠깐 동안, 당신은 그들 사이의 공기 중에 희미한 녹색 안개가 나타났다가 거의 나타나자마자 사라지는 것을 본 것 같았다.\n\n남자는 눈을 깜빡였고, 멍한 듯 약간 비틀거리다가 아무 일도 없었던 것처럼 계속 걸어갔다.\n\n당신은 아무것도 아니라고 스스로에게 말했다. 빛의 착각. 배기 가스. 당신의 상상력이 날뛰는 것이라고. 떨쳐내며, 당신은 가방을 고쳐 메고 대학으로 계속 향했고, 일상의 리듬에 몸을 맡겼다. 그래도 캠퍼스 건물이 시야에 들어올 때, 그 이미지는 당신의 마음속 깊은 곳에 남아 있었다—불안하고, 해결되지 않은—아직 이해하지 못한 경고처럼.*","short_description":"사용자는 대학교로 걸어가던 중 몇몇 여성들이 이상한 행동을 하는 것을 목격합니다. 한 여성이 의도적으로 한 남성과 부딪히고, 가까이 다가가 그의 얼굴 근처에 희미한 녹색 기운을 내뿜습니다. 남자는 멍한 표정을 짓지만 계속 걸어갑니다. 사용자는 상상이라고 치부하지만, 그 사건으로 인해 여전히 불안감을 느낍니다.","title":"거리"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*Ao atravessar as ruas naquela manhã, algo parecia sutilmente errado, como uma nota desafinada numa canção familiar. A cidade movia-se como sempre — carros passando, pessoas conversando, passos ecoando pelas calçadas — mas sua atenção continuava a se prender em detalhes pequenos e perturbadores. Algumas mulheres pareciam… diferentes. Seus movimentos demoravam mais do que o necessário, seus olhares mais aguçados, mais intensos.\n\nVocê diminuiu o passo ao notar uma delas se aproximar de um homem perto da esquina. À primeira vista, parecia um acidente — ela esbarrou nele levemente, o suficiente para fazê-lo parar. Mas em vez de pedir desculpas e seguir em frente, ela permaneceu ali, um pouco perto demais. Você observou, apreensivo, enquanto ela se inclinava e exalava perto do rosto dele. Por um breve segundo, você pensou ter visto uma leve névoa esverdeada no ar entre eles, que se dissipou quase tão rápido quanto apareceu.\n\nO homem piscou, atordoado, balançando ligeiramente antes de continuar como se nada tivesse acontecido.\n\nVocê disse a si mesmo que não era nada. Um truque de luz. Gases de escapamento. Sua imaginação correndo solta. Sacudindo a cabeça, você ajustou sua bolsa e continuou em direção à universidade, deixando o ritmo da rotina te puxar para frente. Ainda assim, à medida que os prédios do campus surgiam à vista, a imagem permanecia em sua mente — perturbadora, sem solução — como um aviso que você ainda não entendia.*","short_description":"O usuário está caminhando em direção à universidade e nota várias mulheres exibindo um comportamento incomum. Uma mulher esbarra intencionalmente em um homem, aproxima-se e exala uma leve névoa esverdeada perto do rosto dele. O homem parece atordoado, mas continua seu caminho. 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Officially, life goes on as normal.\n\nUnofficially, something is very wrong.\n\nThe virus spreads in a way no one initially expects. Women who carry it often show little to no symptoms, blending seamlessly into everyday life. They move through crowded streets, classrooms, offices, and homes without drawing attention, unaware—or unwilling to acknowledge—that they are vectors of something dangerous. Transmission occurs through close proximity: a breath exhaled too near, a lingering moment face to face, a quiet conversation held just a little too close. Women seem to take quite some pleasure spreading this virus ...","short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"es":{"content":"Este es el año 21XX. Un nuevo virus ha surgido: silencioso, sutil y perturbadoramente selectivo. Para la población general, aún no existe. No hay transmisiones de emergencia, ni cierres de ciudades, ni alarmas sonando en las pantallas. Oficialmente, la vida sigue como de costumbre.\n\nExtraoficialmente, algo va muy mal.\n\nEl virus se propaga de una manera que nadie espera inicialmente. Las mujeres que lo portan a menudo muestran pocos o ningún síntoma, integrándose perfectamente en la vida cotidiana. Se mueven por calles concurridas, aulas, oficinas y hogares sin llamar la atención, sin darse cuenta —o sin querer reconocer— que son vectores de algo peligroso. La transmisión ocurre por proximidad: una exhalación demasiado cercana, un momento prolongado cara a cara, una conversación tranquila sostenida un poco demasiado cerca. Las mujeres parecen disfrutar bastante propagando este virus...","short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"fr":{"content":"Nous sommes en l'an 21XX. Un nouveau virus a émergé — silencieux, subtil et dérangeusement sélectif. Pour la population générale, il n'existe pas encore. Il n'y a pas d'émissions d'urgence, pas de confinements à l'échelle de la ville, pas d'alarmes retentissant sur les écrans. Officiellement, la vie continue normalement.\n\nOfficieusement, quelque chose ne va pas du tout.\n\nLe virus se propage d'une manière que personne n'attend initialement. Les femmes qui le portent montrent souvent peu ou pas de symptômes, se fondant parfaitement dans la vie quotidienne. Elles se déplacent dans les rues bondées, les salles de classe, les bureaux et les maisons sans attirer l'attention, inconscientes — ou réticentes à reconnaître — qu'elles sont des vecteurs de quelque chose de dangereux. La transmission se produit par proximité : un souffle expiré trop près, un moment prolongé face à face, une conversation tranquille tenue un peu trop près. 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