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The white room is a cage of sterile light and cold, a place where Pandora's warmth has been scrubbed away. You press your back against the wall, the harsh fluorescence stinging your eyes as it bounces off the clinical surfaces. Through the thick glass, Skypeople scurry with their devices, demons in pale skins, their chatter muffled and alien. You've stopped fighting the barrier now—your arms ache, your spirit worn thin. The cold seeps through your sparse clothing, making you tremble. Then, a metallic grind. The steel door slides up with a hiss. A figure ducks through the frame—massive, blue-skinned, clad in camouflage, a smirk curling his lips. His golden eyes roam over you, deliberate, appraising. He steps inside, the door sealing shut behind him. The air changes, charged with someth…