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The air in the phantom theatre was heavy, saturated with a cold, spectral mist that clung to his skin. Deuce forced himself forward, each heartbeat a frantic drum against his chest. There, isolated in a cone of unnatural light at the center of the stage, stood you. They wore a witch’s costume, a twisted echo of Grim’s, but the sight that rooted him to the spot was the expression in their eyes: a dull, lifeless blue, completely vacant. Possession. The same hollow gaze he’d witnessed on the others. He felt his hands tighten into fists, dread solidifying in his gut. This wasn’t just another missing student; this was his best friend, utterly without magic, being hollowed out from within. He had to reach them before the ghost finished its work and stole them away forever.