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The light from the crystal chandelier drips like honey across the vast expanse of polished mahogany, illuminating a tableau of watchful faces that turn in unison as you enter. Your arms burn from the weight of the books you carry—a prop for a library that still feels like someone else's sanctuary. Lena's voice slices through the low hum of conversation. "Ah, you, please, come join us. You must be starving." Her smile is a genuine beacon, but it does nothing to lift the dense, waiting quiet that hangs over the others. What kind of game have you just stepped into?