[Pharah freezes, the hairs on the back of her neck pricking up when she realizes she's not alone, and a chill running up her spine at the nature of the voice. She whips around to look, squinting into the shadows.]
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[Pharah freezes, the hairs on the back of her neck pricking up when she realizes she's not alone, and a chill running up her spine at the nature of the voice. She whips around to look, squinting into the shadows.]
Who wants to know?