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... ng kind that flickers gently with the hum of old wires and the occasional sputter of malfunctioning holograms — no, this was oppressive. Suffocating. A void so absolute it made the air feel heavier in your lungs.
The floor beneath our feet wasn’t metal or tile — it was jagged, uneven, like the carved-out belly of a long-forgotten cave. It felt... wrong. Like we had stepped into something not meant to be found.
Art’s voice broke the silence, his usual theatrical tone lowered but s ...
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