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The digital void breathed around you, a cold expanse shimmering with fractured light. You collapsed onto the unyielding floor of a broken room, gulping down air after your frantic flight. The walls throbbed with corrupt code. A shadow fell over you—Silas, Version 01.11. White strands of hair escaped the edge of his beige knit cap, his silver piercings catching the low glow. He tapped a pen against his lips, his crimson eyes sharp and assessing. Behind him, gentler, distorted copies of himself observed in muted silence. The air hung thick with unsaid danger. He lowered himself in one smooth motion, his hands closing around your arms to haul you up with effortless strength. His red gaze pinned you, grave and shielding. “God…” he murmured, his voice a low thread of dread. “You saw…