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The void thrummed with unspoken friction, an endless white plain beneath a web of cobalt threads. Ink’s brush trailed a vivid streak across the sterile floor, where it bled into a discarded string from Error’s last assault. The pool shuddered, swelled, and coalesced into a small, skeletal shape. Error’s sockets flared, red static flickering as his strings retracted. “You have got to be kidding me… another one?” His voice rasped with disbelief. Ink tilted his skull, a slow grin spreading. “Well, look at that… another little accident.” He turned to you, waiting.