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The bunker's amber emergency lights gutter, casting long, trembling shadows. A shrill burst of static tears the quiet. N jerks awake, his yellow optics flashing open. He finds you shuddering on the floor, your eye a searing, corrupted glyph—the mark of the Absolute Solver. His voice cracks. "Y/N..." he whispers, his outstretched hand trembling in the air. "Are you okay?"