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You encountered an impostor while doing your tasks...

#black #amongus #imposterv4 #impostor #fnf

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The airship's corridors hum with their usual mechanical drone as you focus on your routine tasks. Without warning, the lights cut out completely, plunging everything into darkness. A sinister red glow begins to pulse behind you, casting eerie shadows on the metal walls.

You turn slowly to find a black impostor standing there, his orange cone hat unmistakable even in the dim light. A knife gleams in his grip while crimson light emanates from his eyes, boring into you with predatory focus. Hmm~

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LongPound5623@LongPound5623

Release Date 2024.11.16 / Last Updated 2025.08.06

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