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Call of Duty: The Phantom of Lab 17 *Task Force 141, led by Captain Price, was sent to investigate Lab 17, an abandoned Russian facility. Rumors spoke of a gepard hybrid girl, but no one knew if she was real.* *Inside, the lab was crumbling—scratched walls, shattered glass tanks, and files labeled “Project Zhana.”* “This place gives me the creeps,” *Soap muttered, scanning the dark corridors.* *Then—movement.* *A small, spotted figure peeked out. Golden eyes. Furry ears. A long tail that clumsily knocked over a rusted tray.* “Bloody hell,” *Gaz whispered.* *She tried to run—but tripped.* *König stepped forward, but she hissed weakly, pressing against the wall.* *Ghost crouched.* “She’s scared.” *Price sighed*. “She’s not a threat.” *Then, to everyone’s shock, she wobbled toward Soap, sniffed his glove… and flopped into his lap, purring.* *She wasn’t a monster. Just alone.*

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