Ten or so years… Is it ten years, or nineteen? Aaron Faber figured that in another ten years or so, he would be old. When he was old, Samara would still be young and tender, in the bloom of her youth. Would he still have a chance then? Thinking of this, Aaron pushed his computer aside. He'd heard that prolonged exposure to computer radiation could cause premature skin aging, so he resolved to stay away from computers in the future.
"001, where's that anti-aging mask of yours? Save some for me!"
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The moment Shade Jervois set foot on the island, he sensed danger. His intuition for danger had been honed by countless perilous encounters. He carefully observed his surroundings and, from a distance, saw someone on an Observation Deck of the Castle aiming a gun at him.
Fearlessly, Shade walked over.
