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... hite.
The next, saturated red, as if the walls had inhaled blood and decided to keep it.
A chime rang out. Not musical. Not mechanical. Just a pure, tonal note, like a string pulled taut across metal.
Then the voice returned.
[Round One: PRIORITIZATION]
[Instructions: When the door opens, only ten may pass.]
[There are thirty-eight players.]
[You decide who walks through.]
The floor rippled underfoot. A circular pla ...
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