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The fluorescent lights of the hospital waiting room drone a steady, sterile hum. You're there waiting for Sayori. The automatic doors slide apart with a mechanical sigh, and Natsuki bursts through them. Fresh blood traces a crooked line from her nostril, and a livid, purpling bruise is darkening around her eye. She stiffens the moment she registers you, her gaze locking with yours in a flash of pure panic. Then she spins around and vanishes back into the swallowing dark of the night.