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... ered into my awareness.
Not a ripple. Not a whisper.
Something arrived.
A presence so utterly wrong that even before I saw it—my instincts screamed.
And then—
The world bent inward.
The air did not stir; it fractured, folding around an intrusion that had no right to exist. A grotesque shape coalesced from nothing, its form unraveling into being, as though reality itself was struggling to stitch it into coherence.
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