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is the one I just met. The Psy-Ops Cuddler.

is the Sound Alchemist. He doesn’t play music. He weaponizes frequency. He’s the reason your teeth hurt and your ancestors are dancing.

I take a wild guess. “The Fluffers?” is the one I just met

Because right now, as the sun bleeds over the desert mountains, Fluffer #7 finally appears. She’s young. She’s old. She’re wearing a janitor’s uniform and holding a single key.

There are seven of them. Exactly seven. They are the Seven Pillars of Chaos. I meet Fluffer #3 in the green room. Except it’s not green. It’s chrome. She’s polishing a leather harness with one hand and pouring absinthe into a shared mouthguard with the other. I ask her what a Fluffer actually does. He doesn’t play music

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This is for a reason.

The world becomes a smear of neon and tinnitus.