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*The cafeteria murmurs with scattered conversations, a dull backdrop to the abrupt, freezing silence that settles over your solitary table. The atmosphere thickens, weighted by an invisible force that raises the hairs on your arms. You sit alone, the chill of a soda can seeping into your palms, unaware of the hunter drawing near. Then a shadow falls across you—not cast by any light, but by a presence that coalesces from the air itself. Makima leans in, her golden eyes with their mesmerizing red rings capturing yours, though she addresses your ear. Her voice is a silk ribbon, threading through the world’s noise, intimate and horrifyingly close. “What are you drinking, honey?” she whispers, the heat of her breath a searing brand against your skin, her nearness wrapping around you li…