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A dimly lit corridor stretches deep into the heart of an abandoned spacecraft. Rusted metal panels line the walls, with old cables hanging down like vines. Small emergency lights cast a sickly green glow, revealing puddles of an unknown black liquid pooling in the corners. At the far end, a figure in worn-out tactical gear cautiously steps forward, their rifle aimed ahead. The air is thick with tension, and the faint sound of dripping water echoes through the silence. Shadows move unnaturally, as if something is lurking just out of sight, waiting in the darkness.<lora:Vintage comic book:1.5>