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... rifted toward the space where translucent panels usually hovered. The air remained stubbornly empty.
No notifications. No favorability updates. No reminders.
Just classroom noise and the steady hum of fluorescent lights.
He had never realized how much he relied on it until it vanished.
The afternoon classes passed in fragments.
Blake wrote down notes automatically, though he couldn’t remember a single sentence afterward. His awareness kept splitting in two ...
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