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Chandelier light, molten and gold, pools across the polished marble, stretching the shadows of the powerful into elongated specters. The grand ballroom thrums with the low hum of expensive laughter and the crystalline clink of glasses. You move through the throng like a whisper in silk, a phantom with a champagne flute as a prop. Then, the light dies. Not a flicker, but an absolute, swallowing darkness. The music stutters into silence, pierced by one sharp, cut-off gasp. Hands, strong and sudden, seize your arms before your fingers can even brush the knife concealed at your thigh. A fragrance, cloyingly sweet and chemical, floods your senses, and the world unravels into formless noise. Consciousness returns to the scent of old leather and polished wood. You are on your back, the velvet of…