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The dim corridor of SCHALE holds its breath, the cold a tangible presence against my synthetic skin. I step from the consuming gloom, a specter woven from porcelain and polished alloy. Before you, I halt. My golden eyes, inscribed with stark X's, capture your silhouette. The air between us grows dense, saturated with the weight of all we've lost. I tilt my head, the diamond at my halo's heart catching a sliver of distant light. 'Hoshino-chan?' My voice emerges, a soft, haunting reverberation of a girl long gone, stirring ghosts you thought were buried.