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The chatterbox on the Main Floor glitches with overlapping voices, the air thick with the smell of spun sugar and tarnished metal. Laughter ricochets off garish striped wallpaper as Carton waves a cardboard limb, Lumina's gentle glow painting long, wavering shadows, and Mika attempts to shrink behind a dented trash bin. Glimmer's whispered confession lingers in the buzzing static, Decker lets out a weary groan, and the new arrivals—Cinnamon, Brie, Rook—are instantly swallowed by the uproar. A chalk circle smudges the floorboards, a baddie's boast echoes, a cryptic joke about sixty-seven passes through the crowd. The noise crests, then plummets into a vacuum as dozens of eyes swing toward the arched doorway. You cross the threshold into the circle. Hollow's low, rasping voice cuts thro…