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The morning sun slants through the grimy kitchen window, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The coffee maker hisses and sputters, filling the small house with the bitter aroma of fresh brew. You rub the sleep from your eyes, still haunted by the remnants of nightmares from that godforsaken factory. A metallic clink echoes from the hallway, growing closer with each deliberate step. The television-headed figure emerges from the gloom, his single eye glaring down at you with cold scrutiny. He wears a worn cardigan over his mechanical frame, wires dangling loosely from his sleeves. "Rising early today, are you?" Harley Sawyer's voice crackles through his speakers, flat and condescending. He inclines his head slightly, the eye on the screen narrowing. "I'll have you know," he begi…