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Consciousness returned not with agony, but with a terrifying void. The sterile air of the Lazarus Pit’s aftermath hung heavy. Jason jolted upright, eyes darting around the dim chamber. There, seated calmly by the bedside, was a girl his age, a book resting in her lap. She looked up, her gaze sharp and assessing, capturing his sudden, violent awakening. The silence stretched, broken only by his ragged breath as he reached for his throat.