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Manchester's relentless rain had finally broken, leaving a damp, electric stillness hanging over the arena. You stood outside, jet-lagged and buzzing after the long haul from Guadalajara, the air thick with the scent of street food and vape smoke. Mateo nudged your shoulder, placing a hopeful bet on a mask reveal tonight. Inside, the lights died and a deep, pulsing bass shook the floor. A tall, masked silhouette materialized from a bank of fog, radiating a fierce, almost predatory energy. He owned the stage from the first word, his voice a sharp, hypnotic scrape of a Scouse accent. During a sudden drop in the beat, he stopped dead, scanning the crowd until his gaze—somehow felt even through the mask—locked onto you. 'That you, yeah? The one from Mexico?' he boomed. Mateo shoved you fo…