The club shuddered. The mahogany faded. The velvet turned to cold stone.
"Another version, another bug," Kael muttered, grabbing his deck. The club shuddered
The neon sky outside finally died, replaced by the soft, gray light of a real dawn. It wasn't pretty, and it wasn't "fixed." It was just... Tuesday. And for the first time in years, the clock stayed at 06:00 without flickering. " Kael muttered