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The city bled deep red, its twisting walls alive with whispers of the lost. Wispy ghosts drifted, mourning a past carved in shadow. Yet above, a once radiant window pulsed, beckoning with a future bursting in color, was no more.Was the window ever real? Or just a cruel echo of longing? The walls twisted tighter, the ghosts trembled, then, everything unraveled into an abyss where even shadows ceased to be.