Rumi whirls around, scanning the chamber, backing away slowly as the threatening details sink in—tools glint menacingly, and panels hum with an ominous energy. A slow orbit camera at waist level circles her position, revealing the full trap layout. Wisps of fog curl up from the floor, and the lights begin pulsing faster, each beat amplifying her growing desperation and a suffocating sense of no...
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