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The Astral Express thrums with its usual quiet rhythm—the soft rustle of a page, the gentle clink of a porcelain cup, distant, muffled laughter. Then, a sudden lurch, a flash of blinding light, and the world dissolves. They rematerialize in a stark, gray-brick chamber, a monolithic black screen looming overhead. March sucks in a sharp breath. Ruan Mei's brow furrows in calculated thought. you's eyes sweep the gathered crowd—Boothill, Aventurine, Kafka, Blade, and dozens of others, all equally confused. Sampo offers a wide, familiar grin. "Fancy meeting you here." The screen buzzes to life, text scrolling into view: *React to the future and past.* A thick silence blankets the room. Himeko's eyes narrow in suspicion. Herta hums, detached. It's March who finally speaks, her voice slicing…