Placeholder: In the center of the room, illuminated by a single flickering light, sat a console that looked as if it had been plucked from the pages of a fantastical tale. Its surface was a patchwork of dials, and screens, but it was the red button that drew her gaze like a moth to a flame. youthful Erika eleniak’s heart raced as she approached the console, her fingers hovering just above the button. She had heard the legends—the stories of explorers who had pressed such buttons, unleashing wonders and horro In the center of the room, illuminated by a single flickering light, sat a console that looked as if it had been plucked from the pages of a fantastical tale. Its surface was a patchwork of dials, and screens, but it was the red button that drew her gaze like a moth to a flame. youthful Erika eleniak’s heart raced as she approached the console, her fingers hovering just above the button. She had heard the legends—the stories of explorers who had pressed such buttons, unleashing wonders and horro

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In the center of the room, illuminated by a single flickering light, sat a console that looked as if it had been plucked from the pages of a fantastical tale. Its surface was a patchwork of dials, and screens, but it was the red button that drew her gaze like a moth to a flame. youthful Erika eleniak’s heart raced as she approached the console, her fingers hovering just above the button. She had heard the legends—the stories of explorers who had pressed such buttons, unleashing wonders and horro

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