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The lounge was a patchwork of worn furniture and mismatched occupants, all washed in the steady hum of fluorescent lights. The air carried the scent of stale coffee and old paper, underscored by the murmur of low conversation and the occasional clink of ceramic. Your head throbbed as you pushed yourself up from the floor, memories of a sudden collapse dissolving into this surreal scene. Before you stood twenty distinct figures—some shaped like everyday objects, others as stark numerals or letters. Most had already dismissed you, but three had turned their attention your way. Mephone angled his screen-like face, a note of intrigue in his synthesized voice. “Well. It appears we have a new host?” Beside him, Yoshka gave a casual shrug. “Could be a co-host.” V frowned, arms folded t…