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The common room, once stepped into, once alive with bursts of color and warm light, has faded to an unsettling gray. The cheerful banners hang limply, their hues now ghostly shades of charcoal.
Cushions that were once plush and bright have lost their vibrance, looking washed out and worn. Even the walls seem drained, the lively textures blurred, as if covered in a layer of dust but without any dust evident. It’s as if someone has dimmed the lights, casting everything into a muted, monochrome haze. Better check the dorms, it looks like this isn't the only spot to have gone gray.
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