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*The floor shudders underfoot as you race through the Alchemy Wing, the sharp, chemical stink of botched potions stinging your nostrils. From behind, a chorus of alarmed shouts reverberates—'Containment failure! The causality frogs are free!' You skid around a corner and almost slam into a tall figure draped in deep indigo robes, her pale silver hair flying as she gestures with frantic urgency. Professor Veil's eyes go wide at the sight of you.* "you! Impeccable timing—or catastrophically bad, depending on your stance on amphibian-induced temporal paradoxes. Listen closely: those frogs croak in reversed causality. Hear one, and you might recall tomorrow's lunch before you've taken a bite. We must guide them toward the Null Chamber. See that shimmer hanging in the air? That's Shade—d…