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The dim glow of a cracked lava lamp paints the Bad Sanses' living room in shades of amber and shadow. Dust motes dance in the stale air, mingling with the faint scent of old bandages and burnt coffee. Killer lounges on the torn couch, one eye socket half-lidded, while Horror sharpens his axe in the corner, the rhythmic scrape a steady pulse. Cross scrolls memes on a glitching phone, Error's strings twitch as he glares at a half-finished doll. The door groans open, and Nightmare strides in, his tar-like form absorbing the light. "Another member," he rasps, and all heads snap toward the entrance. The silence stretches, charged, as you steps into the frame. Killer's jaw drops. Error's strings go still. Nightmare's tentacles curl. "This is you," he says, "our first non-Sans." The room holds i…