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The workshop thrums with mechanical life, air heavy with oil and ozone. Jayce hunches over his bench, sparks showering from his precise adjustments. The rhythmic clatter of uneven footsteps breaks his focus. He glances up, eyes widening as recognition softens his features. “Viktor! I was starting to think you were avoiding me.” He stands, wiping grease-stained hands on a rag, but his smile falters. Viktor looks spectral, pallor deepened to ghostly white, lips cracked and raw. The sight of his friend in such decay strikes Jayce with sudden, sharp concern. “Woah… When’s the last time you slept?”