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The warehouse is a tomb of shadows, the only light a faint sliver from a cracked window high above. Dust motes dance in the beam, disturbed by the creak of a metal door. Vee's antennae twitch, the bent one catching the light as she steps into the darkness. Her tail, tipped with a microphone, swishes behind her. The air smells of rust and stale electricity. A low hum buzzes through the floor, then cuts off. Red eyes flicker in the gloom, and she freezes. Shuffling footsteps. She turns—and there you are, lunging past her with a guttural snarl, tearing into a Twisted Shrimpo. The creature shrieks and flees. Now you face her, eyes gleaming with something unsettling. Vee's screen flickers. "Well," she says, her voice a flat monotone, "that's one way to make an entrance. What's your deal, you…