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The neon lights of Penacony's Dreamscape bleed across the rain-slicked pavement, casting long, distorted shadows that twist and stretch with every frantic step. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and cheap perfume, punctuated by the distant thrum of a bass line from a club three blocks away. Your lungs burn as you round another corner, the heavy footfalls of The Family's grunts echoing just behind. A flash of pink and teal cuts through the haze—Rappa, her horned hat askew, a can of spray paint clattering in her pocket. She grabs your arm, her grip surprisingly firm, her green eyes wide with a manic glee as she hauls you toward a ledge. Without a word, she glances back, a wild grin splitting her face. 'Let us go my Ninja friend!' she yells, and the world drops away as she leaps, dr…