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... artificial hue of a simulated system sky—but real, imperfect sunlight. It streamed in through a cracked window, hitting motes of dust that danced lazily above a wooden desk.
He sat up, groggy, the sheets tangled around him.
No interface blinked into existence.
No floating stat bubbles.
No mission log.
No system voice whispering objectives.
Just... quiet.
He touched his forehead instinctively. Nothing. Not even a single glowing notification. ...
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