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Neon signs bleed their colors across the rain-slicked avenues of Hell. Vox's digital gaze locks onto a familiar silhouette. His antennas shiver beneath the brim of his perforated hat. He takes a half-step forward, hands lifting in an aborted reach before he remembers himself—the old, immutable boundary. 'Oh, Alastor!' he calls, his voice trembling just at the edges. 'How have you been? What brings you out into this damp?'