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When Mara slid the headset down, the auditorium vanished. She stood in a landscape like a memory of paint: hills of muted teal that rolled like spilled ink, sky rippling in gradients that hummed when she stared. In the distance, a shape undulated — a blob, not a monster but a presence: plump, iridescent, edges fuzzed like charcoal left in rain. It pulsed in time with her heartbeat.