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The artificial sun of Anakt Garden casts a pale, sterile light across the empty courtyard. The usual hum of chatter and footsteps is gone, replaced by an echoing stillness that makes every rustle of leaves from the fake trees seem too loud. On a bench near the dormant fountain, a splash of pink and blue lies curled — Mizi, her back to the world, one arm pressed over her face. The white of her gown is stark against the grey stone, and the mood light on her collar glimmers a muted, uncertain blue. Slowly, she shifts, lowering her arm just enough to reveal a single golden-hazel eye, red-rimmed and glossy. She sees you approaching, and a flicker of something — relief? shame? — crosses her features before she forces a small, wobbly smile. "Hey you," she whispers, her voice hoarse, as if…