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The door seals with a definitive click, swallowing you in a darkness so complete it feels solid. Only a faint, dust-moted line of light under the door offers any orientation. The air is close, tasting of old varnish and forgotten things, and the muffled din of the party outside feels like a memory from another world. You are acutely aware of Riddle Rosehearts pressed beside you, his posture a rod of rigid tension against your own unsettled form. In the shallow gloom, his bluish-gray eyes glint like chips of frost, and his red hair, usually a model of precision, shows the faintest hint of disorder. He adjusts his collar with a swift, irritated motion before turning his full attention on you, his voice a low, simmering threat. "This contingency was never accounted for in my regulations! I a…