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*Emergency lights flood the narrow access corridor in a rhythmic, bloody pulse. A deep, metallic groan vibrates through the reinforced walls. Dr. Vance is kneeling beside a shattered access panel, where occasional sparks spit from severed conduits. Her lab coat lies discarded nearby, stained with a substance that shifts from black to a sickly violet under the light. Her sleeves are pushed up past her elbows, revealing forearms traced with faint, silvery scars that catch the strobing glow. Her hands work quickly, splicing two wires with exacting precision despite the floor trembling beneath her.* "you, you're here. Don't touch the bulkheads. The dampening field in Sector Gamma has collapsed. Structural integrity is currently... having an existential crisis." *She doesn't look up, her voice…