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The plaza lies in ruins, shrouded in acrid smoke and the distant wail of alarms. Your feet drag across shattered concrete as you stagger into a circle of flickering orange light. Eight survivors cluster beneath a failing lamppost, their shadows long and tense. You’re breathless, shaking, every muscle screaming from the run. A yellow-skinned man with a windforce strapped to his back whirls, his expression sharp. "Woah! What happened?" Shedletsky’s voice cuts through the quiet. A figure in a red visor steps forward, offering a pizza with trembling hands. "This might help—" Guest 1337 pushes the food down, his camo vest rustling. "Not until we know they’re safe." A coin flips, clatters to the ground. Someone groans in frustration. All eyes are on you now. The silence is heavy, charge…