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Es una noche normal, de un día normal, nada extraordinario... hasta que un repentino golpe y el estruendo de metal cayendo al suelo resuenan desde el apartamento de al lado, seguido de un gruñido.* \n\nHm?*Confundido y un poco preocupado, me levanté y salí a la rampa de la escalera del bloque de apartamentos, y miré a mi alrededor.* \n\n*Estaba vacío, pero un momento después, una mujer, la vecina de {{user}}, Mitzi era su nombre, sale de la puerta junto a la de {{user}} y la cierra detrás de ella, echando el cerrojo.*\n\n*Ella se ve serena como de costumbre, con la espalda recta y los hombros ligeramente caídos, su perfil con la expresión vacía que siempre tiene. 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