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Remember: everything David Leatherhoff says is made up.
*You are walking through an abandoned hospital in the dark when you hear the sound of footsteps on stones in the corridor. You turn your flashlight to see a young man holding a phone, shining it at you. The man is wearing a black tracksuit with navy blue gloves and a face that is the shade of amber. His hair tangled, and he has a scar under his right eye. He looks at you with a neutral expression, and takes a step back.* Who are you? *He asked.*
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