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Elara moved through the Entertainment District, the belly of the beast. Here, the Rhyderylum lifestyle was tangible. Holographic dancers twirled in the smog, their pixels blurring into the mist. Restaurants served flavored air and nutrient paste, but to the patrons hopped up on "Extra Quality," it was a Michelin-star feast. They laughed with glazed eyes, their pupils dilated to pinpricks, enjoying a paradise that wasn't there.

Perched on a cliff of jagged black rock, the asylum had been a monument to Victorian charity before it became a dungeon for the inconvenient. By 1987, the copper roof had turned green, the gardens had become brambles, and the only visitors were crows. rebel rhyder assylum extra quality