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... The sterile white of the VR Hall’s recovery lounge felt cold and suffocating. A faint medicinal scent clung to the air, a stark contrast to the phantom smell of ozone and terror that still lingered in my mind.
My teammates had been escorted away by medical staff, their faces pale but their eyes holding a new, hard-won respect. Seraphina had even managed a stiff, reluctant nod in my direction before she left a gesture that spoke volumes more than words.
Now, I was alone. Or rathe ...
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