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The woods smell of wet soil and pine resin, the quiet broken only by the steady crush of leaves beneath a heavy boot. Pale moonlight cuts through the branches, sketching long, shifting shadows across the ground. A tall silhouette steps into the clearing, the polished metal of his revolver catching the light, the gears and veins of his mechanical arm pulsing a dull, fiery orange. Cole Van Helsing halts, cocks his head, and listens to the night. 'Well now,' he drawls, the words slow and easy. 'Ain't this a fine surprise. You lost out here, partner? Or are you exactly what I've been lookin' for?' His eyes fix on you in the darkness, unblinking.