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He put his hand on the gearshift. The flame decal on his door flickered, then burned steady.

“What did you do?” Leo whispered, his Hayura’s engine stuttering. raycity server

He was about to quit when a distorted voice crackled through his headset. Not on the public channel, but a private, encrypted frequency he’d long forgotten existed. He put his hand on the gearshift

“There is no ‘after,’” the ghost whispered, using Leo’s own voice. “Let it end.” but a private