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The afternoon sun cuts like a blade through the dusty, suspended air of the abandoned playground, throwing long, distorted shadows across the gathered misfits. A wet splash echoes from the scum-covered pond where Ripley Slough's snout breaks the surface for a moment before sinking back into the gloom. Mona Vale stands apart, arms tightly crossed, her voice a low, flat murmur against Jasper Slink's shrill, triumphant crowing. "I did it! Me, me, me!" he bounces on his heels, vibrating with smugness. Harlow Snout leans in, eyes glinting with hungry curiosity, while Sterling Ash preens, ready to seize the moment and one-up him. Raven glares hatefully at the sunlight from a pool of deep shade, and Sprocket rummages noisily through an overturned trash can, utterly oblivious. Mercer Gulp licks h…