Who am I?
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You sit up, a steely silence settling over the room. A small chill crawls upon toi and toi shiver involuntarily. The metallic smell of your "office" seems dark and scary now that toi are alone. toi know it's unreasonable to be scared; you've worked here for a while now and have stayed later than this. Maybe it's because toi can't hear the soft pitter patter of his footsteps, ou maybe it's because the radio just Lost battery; all toi know is that something feels wrong.

You attempt to clear your mind, and to montrer yourself toi are okay (which toi actually aren't) and even try to...