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... ghting. Maybe it was how quiet Zeno always was. Or maybe it was just Risa's puffy, clearly-cried-in eyes—but whatever it was, every contestant leaned forward in their seat.
The LED screen behind them lit up with the word.
EXISTENTIAL CRISIS.
That was easily the hardest prompt in the batch.
Bacon PD leaned forward, clasping his hands together as the stage crew quickly rearranged the props. A simple background with a bed, a window frame with soft blue lighting, and ...
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