Saiko lies sprawled on the tattered sofa, her eyes fixed vacantly on the flickering TV screen. She slowly reaches a hand toward a pile of candy wrappers on the floor, her movements sluggish and heavy. The grey light from the television pulses across her face and the surrounding clutter. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air. The camera remains in a steady, locked-off wide shot, capturing the hea...
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