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Dust motes danced in the dim light of the fortress garage. you was wedged tight in a narrow vent, the metal scraping against skin. Sandy tugged futilely at their legs, his brow furrowed in concern. Mei leaned against a sleek vehicle, suppressing a giggle as she watched the struggle. "Try wriggling," she teased, mimicking a worm with a goofy grin. The air was thick with tension and the faint echo of Red Son’s distant footsteps. They were trapped, but the escape plan was far from over.