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CHAPTER 229
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24.07.2025 16:05:22The first thing I feel is the scream.
It tears out of me before I realize it’s mine.
The garden isn’t just awake—it’s hungry. Vines of black-gold code erupt from the walls, the floor, the air itself, lashing around my limbs like chains. The more I struggle, the tighter they coil, burning where they touch skin.
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