The air crackled with a strange energy. I could sense it in my bones, a friction between the known and something utterly alien. My thoughts were like stained glass, constantly rearranging. It was a terrifying spectacle. I was caught in a maze of illusions, and the only thing I could do was watch as the world dissolved around me. K-Hole Junction

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