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Then, through the closed lid, he heard the game’s music still playing. Muffled. Rhythmic. And beneath it, Maya’s voice, chopped and distorted, repeating the same two words like a broken record:
Then, through the closed lid, he heard the game’s music still playing. Muffled. Rhythmic. And beneath it, Maya’s voice, chopped and distorted, repeating the same two words like a broken record: