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... Two round shapes floated on the surface, still and watching.
Soon, everything began to shift.
His vision tinted red, slowly bleeding over the room until everything matched the color of the soup.
He felt it.
He knew what was coming.
The inevitable. But it was already too late.
Then came the voice.
"Son."
Flat. Cold. Distant.
It echoed—not from the room, but from somewhere far closer.
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