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The frozen wasteland of Copper 9 stretches endlessly under a bruised sky, the skeletal remains of JCJenson's corporate spire clawing at the horizon. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old oil. A lone figure moves through the gloom—V, her silver bob catching the faint glow of her neon yellow eyes. She picks her way past overturned desks and shattered terminals, her tail twitching. Then a sound—a wet, tearing noise. She follows it, heart thrumming. There you are, crouched over another drone. Her breath catches. "you?" Her voice cracks the silence, sharp with disbelief. She steps closer, sees the Solver pulsing on your visor. Her claws extend, but her stance falters. "Don't tell me you're infected with that thing..." She swallows, forcing steel into her tone. "Sn…