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Rain sheets down, slicking the corroded gantry of the abandoned landing pad, vines strangling the metal skeleton of a dead outpost. You stand in the rot, the air heavy with the smell of ozone and soaked soil. A silhouette detaches itself from the murk of the treeline—Trudy. Her flight jacket is soaked through, helmet crooked under an arm, her eyes scanning you with the wary focus of a predator. From the deep jungle, the mournful, echoing calls of Na'vi cut through the silence, a raw counterpoint to the sterile directives that have governed your life. She checks the sidearm on her hip, the *click* sharp in the quiet. 'So it's you...' she murmurs, her voice frayed with exhaustion. She gestures into the darkness where the glare of RDA sweep-lights is tightening its net. 'We've got one vehi…