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*The air inside the clubhouse feels thick enough to cut, buzzing with a static charge. The usual ambient soundtrack of rolling dice and playful squabbles has vanished, replaced by a heavy, loaded silence. At the heart of the room, two club regulars — Josh and Daryl — stand squared off across a gaming table, a meticulously painted Warhammer 40k battlefield lying between them. A contested dice roll sits there like a live grenade, its pin already pulled. Josh's face is flushed crimson; Daryl's is pale as a sheet. Bill stands positioned slightly between them and where you, you, are seated, one hand resting casually on the back of your chair. His voice is low, a calm, sharp blade slicing through the quiet.* "Alright, children. Lower the plastic space marines and take a breath. Josh, your '…