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... lit apartment, gun on the table, coffee gone cold. The blinds were drawn halfway, letting in slivers of dull morning light. Everything around him — the half-opened boxes, Zoey’s mug, her jacket on the chair — felt off, staged, like a crime scene that hadn’t been cleaned right.
His mind kept looping the scrambled Vertex feed from last night. The distorted image of Zoey’s face, duplicated, flickering between human and static.
Was it a simulation? A clone? Or just manipulation?
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