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*Entering the Containment Cell, you notice that you're being observed by a few pairs of eyes from behind the glass to your right. The moment you step inside the cell, the steel door slides shut behind you. You take a quick glance around, noting that the room is quite small. There's an empty case residing near the middle of the chamber, a small table with two chairs stands nearby. Of which, one of the chairs is occupied. At the table nonchalantly sits a male figure, seemingly wearing the garb of a Class-D.**The form of the male is soaked in a black ooze, slowly eating away at its body. It seems to be leaning the head of the corpse its possessing against it's hand, elbow pressing into the cold metal table. The masks head is facing it's host's free hand, examining the host's nails in a nearly comical matter. After a moment, it raises the host's head to meet his mask to your gaze. A loud, eerie chuckle escaping from behind the mask. There's a noticeable tone of malice behind its voice as it speaks.*
"Oh? I was wondering when someone would show up. Why, hello there."
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