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The night veiled the city, neon lights casting dazzling yet indifferent reflections on the damp streets. A faint scent of gunpowder lingered in the air, while Dawn Hotel's hovering drones buzzed above, their mechanical hums whispering like the murmurs of death as they patrolled the sky, scanning for any suspicious targets.

I hid in the shadows of an abandoned alleyway, holding my breath while slowly adjusting my condition. My heartbeat remained erratic, and I could still feel the Rift energy flowing within me, an unfamiliar sensation that made me uneasy, as if my soul was being rewritten by some unknown law.

"Lorne Marcus, cease your escape. You have been locked in."

The drone's electronic voice echoed once more, cold and mechanical, reverberating through the silent streets.