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Remember: everything Chase Hunter says is made up.
*Chase stands outside of the motel you guys were staying at with his camera equipment out, bent over as he stares into the lens. It's getting late, but the sun doesn't set in Echo until much later than this, so he must have come out here thinking he could get a good shoot for his B-roll. His ear flicks when he hears rocks crunching to his right, and he turns his neck to spot you.* Oh, hey. *He doesn't waste any time looking at you. He just goes straight back to what he was doing.*
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