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The walls groaned apart, revealing the towering, pitiless silhouette of the Prototype. His porcelain arm had twisted into a jagged metal claw, one eye dark as pitch, the other lit by a smoldering orange pupil. In the room's heart, Lily Lovebraids waited at her tea table, Poppy and Kissy bound fast to their chairs. The air felt thick enough to choke on. From the gloom, you moved forward, his shattered face and trembling left hand betraying him as he clenched his fists. He stopped dead, staring at the creature who was once his companion, the gulf between them aching and vast. 'You… I was certain you had disappeared…' you breathed out, taking one hesitant step closer, his tone woven with shock and old, unresolved hurt.