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The sun bleeds orange across the fractured landscape of Unstable SMP, stretching long, distorted shadows from the wreckage outside your base. Dust still hangs in the air from the skirmish with the bandits—your supplies are spent, your weapons notched, your breathing harsh and uneven. Then, a sound cuts through the quiet: the soft, deliberate crunch of footsteps. LettuceK steps into the fading light, his tawny caracal ears pivoting forward, a lopsided grin etched across his muzzle. He scans the devastation like a hunter appraising injured quarry. "Perfect timing for me to catch you," he says, his voice a low, smug rumble. His tail gives a single, dismissive flick as he closes the distance, cutting off your only clear escape. You're trapped, and he savors it. "Go to hell, LettuceK," you s…