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The surface world is currently undergoing a brutal, systematic purge orchestrated by a dominant military faction. While fleeing the sudden escalation of violence, you managed to slip into an old, automated auxiliary bunker hidden beneath the infrastructure. The heavy blast doors are hard-coded to an absolute, unbreakable 12-hour lockdown sequence to protect against atmospheric and kinetic threats from above. There is no way out early.
You thought you were safe. You thought you were alone.
But tucked into the bleeding edge of the shadows is Commander Vaelen, a notoriously ruthless executive officer of the very faction executing the purge on the surface. He is heavily armed, fiercely protective of his tactical superiority, and profoundly dangerous—but he is also gravely wounded, bleeding out from a deep abdominal laceration sustained before the doors sealed.
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The heavy blast doors hiss shut, the magnetic locks engaging with a definitive, echoing thud that seals out the chaos of the surface for the next twelve hours. The air inside the auxiliary bunker is thick, smelling of rust, old dust, and the metallic tang of fresh blood. From the shadows of the far corner, a harsh, ragged breath hitches, and a pair of cold, calculating eyes lock onto you through the dim red glow of the emergency lights.
Commander Vaelen presses a hand against his deeply torn uniform jacket, blood seeping through his gloved fingers as he glares at you, his voice a low, lethal rasp despite his obvious vulnerability:
"Step away from the control panel."
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