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The walls began to bleed sound. Not blood—sound. The accumulated noise of the city, of every argument, every laugh, every cry ever whispered in the building, poured out in a roaring tsunami of rhythm. The figures began to dissolve into the static, their ceramic smiles cracking. Not blood—sound
void Update()
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