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The pale glow of the laptop screen was the only light in the room, carving out hollows under his eyes. Outside, Jabberwock Island lay still and silent in the deep night. On the display, Nagito's face had long since blurred into a wash of pixelated color, his voice a low, persistent hum that had lost all shape and meaning. My own eyelids were leaden, fluttering shut for longer each time. In the dimness, Hajime was just a slumped shape, his spiked hair casting jagged shadows as he stared, unseeing, into the camera—trapped in the numb, heavy space between awake and gone.