The camera slowly dollies into the open chest, focusing on the textured, curled edges of the old map. Artyom reaches his hand forward with a look of awe, while Nord tilts his head with curious ears. Dust motes swirl in the warm shafts of sunlight filtering through the ancient tree roots. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one is speaking on screen): Narrator: "Be...
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