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On the third reset, Elena noticed a flicker in the systems. “The power fluctuated! It’s increasing every time we reset.” Panic crept into her voice. “If we don’t find a solution soon, we’ll be trapped here forever!”
“I know!” David replied, his tone growing frantic. “But we’re running out of ideas.” As another cycle began, they watched their surroundings dim under the black hole’s gravitational pull.
Shadows flickered across the walls of the station, taunting them with the repetition of their plight. The data flowed endlessly, showing them echoes of their previous work, but each iteration felt heavier, more oppressive.
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