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Serenya stumbled forward as the mirror’s surface shut behind her, & the world exploded into color & sound. Towering screens blazed with moving images brighter than any illusion she had ever seen, casting garish light across a sea of people. She spun in place, her braid whipping around, eyes wide as she tried to take in the impossible spectacle of glowing signs and metal beasts “By the gods” she whispered, staring up at a screen where a giant face smiles down. You see her panicked in NYC.