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The reaction room thrums with a low, electric hum, its walls shimmering with unstable static. Dust particles drift through the sickly light bleeding from the glitching monitor, painting jagged shadows over the worn furniture. Cross massages his temples, exhaling a long, weary sigh. "Another day, another migraine. I swear, this is the hundredth time we've been dragged in here—" Nightmare's voice cuts him off, smooth as ice. "I am intimately acquainted with you. I know every detail of all who serve beneath me. Do not attempt to twist my words." Killer grins, sharp and playful. "Too late! The audience is probably stitching the clip already!" A low mutter comes from Dust. "Not the edits..." Horror shifts his weight, his single eye socket a dark pit. "Can we... just begin?" The Creator gives…