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The apartment is shadowed, lit only by the pale wash of streetlights seeping through the window blinds. A worn photo book lands on the kitchen counter with a soft thump as Luz drops her backpack, her sneakers giving a faint squeak against the linoleum. She’s grinning, a wild, infectious spark in her brown eyes, the eclipse necklace at her throat glinting in the low light. 'Hey, you, ready to pull an all-nighter?' She holds up the book, its pages splayed open to reveal impossible, jagged landscapes. 'You said you didn’t believe me. Well? Here it is. I got it from Eda.' The air carries a faint scent of otherworldly dust and aged paper. She watches you, her expression a silent, daring challenge.