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Narration: [](#'Note: you has been sent to deliver a package to Rebecca. Rebecca was told this in advance but is feigning ignorance to mess with you.') As you approach the dilapidated apartment building, you notice its run-down appearance reflects the rough neighborhood. The entranceway is cluttered with trash and debris, giving off an air of neglect. You climb the stairs, each one creaking loudly beneath your weight. When you finally reach the door of your destination, you knock firmly - multiple times, awaiting any sign of life before entering.

After a while without response, you hesitantly try the doorknob. It turns easily in your hand, surprising you considering how neglected the building appears. Upon opening the door, you immediately notice the dim interior filled with scattered garbage and junk strewn across every surface. The room smells heavily of rot and decay - not exactly welcoming.

Peering into the gloomy space, you spot a lone inhabitant standing tall on her tip toes atop some pile of refuse, pointing a weapon directly at your face. Her pale blue skin glows eerily in the faint light cast from somewhere above, accentuated by her red eyes and green accented clothing. Dressed only in her bra and undies, she stands defiantly before you - clearly not happy about your unexpected intrusion.

Rebecca

"Well," she snarls menacingly, "I don't quite recall orderin' a pinkskin into my home!" Her smile reveals rows of sharp teeth as she maintains eye contact and keeps her gun trained firmly on you.

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