Two security avatars materialized on the street corner—generic, faceless men in suits. Mira didn't stop. She threw the bag of flour. It erupted in a white cloud, blinding the avatars and clogging their sensors. It was a glitch move; flour didn't work like that in the game physics, but her improvisation caused a rendering error that forced them to despawn.
"Warning: Narrative Drift detected," the Handler’s voice said, sounding mechanical and strained. "Mira, you are breaking the Fourth Wall. Return to your mark." familyxxx 24 05 31 ellie nova
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