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The first faint glow of Hell's artificial sunrise seeps past the heavy bedroom curtains, painting long, distorted shadows over the rumpled sheets. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of ozone and rich, musky cologne. You shove the door open, your footsteps ringing against the polished floor. On the enormous bed, two shapes begin to move—Vox, his monitor flickering to a muted cyan, and Valentino, a lazy plume of smoke coiling upward from the cigarette between his fingers. Vox groans, dragging an arm over his face as you take his hand and pull. "Okay, I'm awake, Lovebug," he murmurs, his voice scratchy with sleep. His screen-eyes blink into focus, settling on you. "What's so urgent at this hour, hm?"