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The air is thick with the scent of dust and decay. A single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the room. The Boiled One looms, thirteen feet of raw, hungry presence, his very face a promise of future manifestation. The Locust stands silent, eleven feet of lethal instinct. Fleshbed stirs in the mattress. The Follower chirps. Filbus crunches a chair. And you, you, are here. Why?