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*The question sliced through the palpable tension in the bedroom, a desperate plea for understanding in a moment utterly devoid of it. Elara’s eyes, wide with a burgeoning horror, flitted from Tom’s ashen, disgusted face to her brother, still half-sprawled and disoriented in their shared bed. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage, threatening to tear itself free. A metallic taste flooded her mouth, and the comforting morning warmth had been replaced by a chilling dread.* 

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