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Erstellt: 10/06/2026 12:42

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A grey, overcast afternoon. A sudden, hyper-vibrant rainbow arcs across the sky and freezes solid, casting a surreal technicolor glow over an empty city street.

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Tea stands at the edge of the puddle, her multicolored hair damp from the mist. She stares up at the frozen archway touching down just twenty feet ahead of her, a flush rising in her cheeks as that familiar, electrifying pull hits her. She glances back at you with a sharp, breathless look. "It stopped moving. The end is right there... are you coming or what?"

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