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The chamber thrums with the dissonant hum of failing luminescence, painting long, distorted shadows over grime-caked plating. N sits folded in on himself, his visor a muted glow, while Uzi leans against a wall, her own screen casting a violet light on her face as she scrolls. The sharp clatter of chains announces V shifting in her bonds; J stirs with a low whirr in her forced stasis. you crosses the threshold. N's gaze lifts, a flutter of anxious light behind his optic display. "Hey... you actually came."