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The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting long shadows across the battered lockers. The air still smells of ozone and burnt metal from the battle. Uzi leans against her locker, her dual-toned eyes scanning the corridor until they land on you. She calls out, voice cutting through the silence.