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FIRST IMPRESSIONS BREAK
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The moment Rosa said, “You two can follow me,” Nolan felt the pressure in his chest rise again.

She turned sharply, her boots were clicking softly against the stone and metal ground as she walked ahead.

Nolan and Mr. Jethro followed closely behind, the silence between them was filled with tension and curiosity. The air in this part of Iron Street felt different—denser, heavier.

It smelled of oil, old metal, and something faintly electric.

They passed beneath a low archway that buzzed faintly as they walked through. No one said a word.

The corridor they entered was dim, lit only by lines of soft blue lights that glowed from the floor.

Walls of steel ran beside them, covered in tiny shifting glyphs that looked like flowing code.

Nolan’s eyes widened as he passed them—each symbol felt alive, like it was watching him.

Mr. Jethro noticed. “These walls were coded by one of the first technomancers of Iron Street,” he said quietly. “They hold data. History. Secrets.”

Nolan gave a small no
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  • FIRST IMPRESSIONS BREAK

    The moment Rosa said, “You two can follow me,” Nolan felt the pressure in his chest rise again.She turned sharply, her boots were clicking softly against the stone and metal ground as she walked ahead. Nolan and Mr. Jethro followed closely behind, the silence between them was filled with tension and curiosity. The air in this part of Iron Street felt different—denser, heavier. It smelled of oil, old metal, and something faintly electric.They passed beneath a low archway that buzzed faintly as they walked through. No one said a word.The corridor they entered was dim, lit only by lines of soft blue lights that glowed from the floor. Walls of steel ran beside them, covered in tiny shifting glyphs that looked like flowing code. Nolan’s eyes widened as he passed them—each symbol felt alive, like it was watching him.Mr. Jethro noticed. “These walls were coded by one of the first technomancers of Iron Street,” he said quietly. “They hold data. History. Secrets.”Nolan gave a small no

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