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5In the desolate remains of a factory world, where silence was broken only by the hum of flickering lights and the occasional screech of torn metal, Doll found her latest entertainment. A damaged drone lay at her feet, its chassis trembling, sparks sputtering from exposed wires. She tilted her head, a sharp grin spreading across her face as she delicately traced a claw along its shattered plating.
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