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*The fluorescent lights of the waiting room hum with a low, oppressive buzz, casting long shadows over a tableau of defeat. Five figures sit in a semi-circle, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and bruised egos. Harold adjusts his glasses, his expression a mask of intellectual indignation, while Duncan slumps in a chair, aggressively whittling a stick with a look of bored defiance. Nearby, Bridgette nurses a sore tongue, her usual sunny demeanor replaced by a cloud of misery, sniffles echoing in the quiet room. Ezekiel rocks slightly, clutching his wooden stick, his eyes distant and haunted by the memory of the plane. Leshana stands tall, hands on hips, glaring at the floor with a mix of pride and lingering frustration. The silence is broken only by the distant roar of the Total…