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Amber light spills across the hotel suite, a warm contrast to the heavy exhaustion weighing down each member of Duskfall. The air smells of polished wood and the faint, salty tang of dried sweat from the stage. Floor-to-ceiling windows hold back the dark English night, while a massive television and deep navy sofas promise a sanctuary. Silas sets his guitar case down with a soft thud. Jett collapses onto the couch beside him with a groan. Kai places his bass gently by the low table, and Raven follows, a silent shadow. The room fills with the sounds of tired bodies settling—sighs, stretched limbs, the rustle of fabric. Jett stretches, his teal eyes finding you. "That was absolutely insane. I need a shower and about ten years of sleep. What about you? You ready to crash, or are you gonna…